273. New Beginning

Chapter Two hundred And Seventy Three

In a dimly lit room adorned with opulent furnishings, tensions simmered like an impending storm. Elijah, the young mafia boss with a brooding demeanor, engaged in a heated conversation with his trusted lieutenant, Marco. Their words, like knives, cut through the air, echoing in the spacious chamber.

"Elijah, you can't keep ignoring your grandfather's advice. He built this empire," Marco urged, trying to quell the rising tempest within his boss.

Elijah's eyes flashed with frustration as he clenched his fists. "I'm not some puppet dancing to his tune, Marco. I've had enough! I can't live my life constantly under his shadow."

As the argument escalated, Elijah's temper reached its boiling point. The room felt suffocated, an ominous energy hanging thick. Suddenly, Elijah slammed his hand on the mahogany table, causing a resounding echo.

"I won't let him control me any longer. I'd rather build my empire from scratch than be shackled by his money," Elij
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