Dangerous Secrets: My Mafia Stepbrother

“I think Lilly might be hiding something about her husband. Perhaps he’s in serious danger? Emanuele, don’t you think we should investigate?” Isabella suggested.

“I’ve never seen her so distracted while cooking in the kitchen. She usually loves preparing food. I often go in to watch her, but today she startled me! The food was just left out on the counter, looking dirty… It’s so strange, Emanuele. I believe you should look into this and find out what’s going on,” Isabella insisted.

After some thought, Emanuele found Isabella’s words sensible. Lilly’s behavior had indeed been strange lately. This morning, when he went downstairs, Lilly barely greeted them. Though she didn’t say much, Emanuele could sense that she was hiding something from him.

It was necessary to investigate. Lilly had taken care of him since he was young. He considered her family and it was essential to find out what was wrong and help her.

Emanuele instructed Phillip to look into the matter. He then had to return to deal with his own affairs-those people needed to be apprehended.

Before returning to the company, Emanuele took Isabella to the hospital. Upon arrival, he escorted Isabella inside on purpose.

Emanuele greeted David and leaned in to whisper to him, “Don’t tire out my wife.”

David hesitated for a moment, then reassured Emanuele, “Don’t worry.”

At times, Isabella was so proactive, always eager to help with any task she came across, and he couldn’t stop her.

Thinking this, David adjusted his glasses and chose not to tell Emanuele about it.

Isabella watched as Emanuele and David conversed, their voices low, clearly not wanting her to hear.

Unable to resist, Isabella asked Emanuele, “What are you two talking about? Is it some kind of secret? Why won’t you let me listen in?”

“It’s a secret, Isabella,” Emanuele said with a smile before leaving, planting a kiss on Isabella’s forehead.

Isabella then immersed herself in her busy work. After a night’s rest, she felt much better and noticed that the hospital was less hectic today. She only needed to check on some more severe injuries and help remove bandages and apply medication to the patients.

Meanwhile, Emanuele’s own situation did not progress as smoothly. The trackers they had placed on some weapons had been discovered; their signals had disappeared. The last signal indicated that they had entered New York City, in a location in the southern part of the city. It seemed as though someone had noticed them, and the signal interception had failed. It was apparent that they were likely preparing to trade that batch of weapons. In New York? Emanuele was familiar with New York; he always met with Cleric at a specific bar in the city when they held meetings. Conveniently, he had to go to New York for a meeting in a few days. Those people happened to be in New York as well, so he could address this matter at the same time.

Just then, Phillip knocked on the office door and informed Emanuele, “Boss, you asked me to look into Lilly’s husband, but I can’t find him. Not only him, but Lilly’s three children are also missing.”

This was very strange. Phillip believed in his investigative abilities. If Lilly’s husband was in Chicago, he shouldn’t be this difficult to locate. There had to be a problem here!

Phillip continued searching for Lilly’s husband while updating Emanuele, “Lilly said he was ill. He couldn’t have gone somewhere else.”

“Well, I don’t know, boss. I think either her husband is ill, and she took him to a better hospital in another city, but it’s impossible that Lilly’s three children are also missing. This is too strange. So, I can only say, I believe the more likely scenario is that Lilly is lying to you, probably hiding something,” Phillip concluded.

Upon considering this, Emanuele turned to Zak, “Can you find recent photos of Lilly, her husband, and their three children? Best if they are from the recent period.”

“Just a moment,” Zak’s fingers swiftly navigated the laptop.

The photos of those bastards who robbed their arsenal weren’t easy to find, but Lilly’s children’s photos were quite accessible. Zak quickly located photos of Lilly and her family, all of which were very clear.

After receiving the photos, Emanuele forwarded them to Isabella and asked, “Isabella, when you mentioned seeing Lilly with another person the other day, is that man among these photos?”

Isabella happened to be on a break, taking a sip of water. She saw Emanuele’s message and glanced at the photos several times before responding, “No.”

None of the men in the photos matched the one she had seen.

“What’s wrong?” Isabellainquired.

“These are Lilly’s family members. So, it seems that the person you saw wasn’t Lilly with her children,” Emanuele replied to Isabella before setting his phone down. At this moment, his gaze turned extremely cold, like that of a venomous snake. A thought he couldn’t control was spreading in his mind. Could it be true? Could it really be like this? Lilly was a good person; she had looked after him since he was young, always loyal to their family. So, he didn’t want to suspect her. With this in mind, Emanuele left the office and returned to his apartment in his SUV.

Lilly was currently packing things in the apartment. She knew Isabella hadn’t noticed anything this morning, but it still had a profound impact on her. The guilt in her heart kept surfacing, considering Emanuele and Isabella’s kindness towards her, making her feel sorrowful. She couldn’t understand how she could have done such a disgusting thing this morning.

Fortunately, Isabella and Emanuele hadn’t eaten the breakfast she had prepared. She had thrown away all the food, including the expired items, and cleaned the kitchen. She worked diligently, even tidying the living room, as staying busy momentarily helped her set aside her inner guilt.

However, while she was still occupied with cleaning, Emanuele suddenly walked into the room. Lilly was startled when she saw him.Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Emanuele, why are you back?” Emanuele usually returned in the evening; why had he suddenly come back at midday?

“Are you packing things?” Emanuele looked around at everything, observing the cloth in Lilly’s hand.

Lilly nodded.

“Lilly, I have something I want to ask you,” Emanuele said.

Lilly’s heart skipped a beat, her pulse racing as if it wanted to jump out of her body. It was terrifying, too terrifying. Lilly took a deep breath, trying to calm herself as much as possible.