CHAPTER 131Jack frowned upon hearing that name. Another bane of his existence. What could he even want, coming to his mansion this morning. Perhaps he had come to gloat and Jack had neither the time, energy or patience to indulge in such.“Tell him I do not want to see him and if he refuses to leave, throw him out,” Jack replied coldly. “No. Let him in. Let’s hear what he has to say,” Mildred, who had been quiet the whole time, suddenly interjected.Like Jack, she too had been taken back by the revelation of Jack’s motherhood. Even worse when she remembered that Jack had tortured, killed and resurrected his own mother unbeknownst to him. But right now, hearing that Micheal Carter was at their abode, she wanted to know what the arrogant man had to say. Perhaps it would be a good avenue to let out the frustration that they were all feeling.“I do not care what he has to say. I said throw him out. You know what? I’ll do it myself,” Jack said in an angry tone, storming out of the room

CHAPTER 133Bethany was still recovering from the shock of the event that had happened. Jack Bolton was her son. The son she thought had died in the fire that the Mafia Don’s wife set in her house when she found out Bethany had given birth and the child had a possibility of being for her husband.Of course, Bethany herself confirmed this. She was able to nick a glass that thee don drank with in public and using his saliva and the baby’s hair, she did a DNA test confirming the mafia don was the father of her child but the laboratory attendant ratted her out to the don’s wife and she had to run again.When they finally found her, she wasn’t at home but it wasn’t her they came for, it was her little baby who was sleeping peacefully in his cottage while she quickly rushed to a nearby shop.When she returned, her house was on fire and when the fire service was finally able to put the fire out and allow her to enter, all that was left was the burnt corpse of her child which she held in her h

CHAPTER 135The D-day for the will to be read came as Gustavo said. The lawyers were present as were all the members of the Alberto Mafia Clan. Maria Alberto, wife to the late don Alphonso was sitting cross legged in a pristine white jumpsuit and a pink jacket in all her glory. By right, all the don had should go to her since he had no heir or at least that is what she thought.It had been her lifelong dream to become the mafia mistress of the Alberto mafia family ever since she became the don’s wife. She had her own womb tampered with so she would not conceive and the mantle won’t fall to any of her children but her. Over the years, she had killed any woman and child who dared to give birth for and be born for the don.All of her men and supporters were behind her. She had the most support for even as she was slowly poisoning the don over the years leading to his eventual demise, she was slowly rallying the support of his closest allies and associates except for one man.The name of t

CHAPTER 137“So let me get this straight, my birth dad is some mafia lord and now I’m supposed to what?” Jack asked Bethany before breaking out into a hilarious laugh. The concept of going to take over some mafia clan was hilarious to Jack and he could not hold himself. Bethany had just relayed all that had happened back in columbia to Jack and a brief history on how his birth and escape at a child happened.“What do you find funny? This is serious Jack,” Bethany scolded. “What do you want me to say? That I’m going to leave my life behind just because you couldn’t resist going back there?” Jack fired back.“You’re not listening to me. They are coming for you. They will not stop until everyone you love and care about is dead,” Bethany replied in a serious and pleading tone.“Let them come. We will be ready but I am no son of Alphonso Alberto. I am Jack Bolton, son of Aaron Bolton,” Jack replied firmly. Bethnay took a deep sigh of exasperation. Maria and Rodriguez were nothing like Jac

CHAPTER 139“Eagle, I’ll be heading to the island now and I won’t return until after the launch next week. You’ll be there right?” Alicia said with a polite smile to Eagle.Over the last couple of weeks, the two had formed a close friendship of some sorts. “You know I’ll be there Ali. Wherever the boss goes, I go,” Eagle replied, returning her smile.“Can I come with you? I could use the journey, besides it’s high time I saw the progress y’all have made with the project,” Bethany’s voice suddenly came from behind them.Eagle and Alicia turned to look at her and then at themselves. Neither could give heer permission to do so and yet they couldn’t object. After all she was their boss’ mother and so far, she had been of good conduct, keeping mostly to herself and speaking only to Jack who was slowly but surely warming up to her.“I don’t think Jack would agree to that. He still wants you under close surveillance, does he not?” Alicia said, rolling her eyes at Bethany. While Bethany was