The Mafia & The Billionaire

Alex

I’m happy that my parents have no problem with Serene, and vice versa. The truth is, I got a little worried when my wife threw a knife at Mr. Mills. My mom was a very sensible woman, and he was not used to that kind of situation. But I understand why Serene had to do that; Mr. Mills has threatened her, which I’m sure she was really angry at.

We separated this morning, going to our respective companies. But when I reached my office, I received a call from Patt. I rushed to the hospital and found him in the hospital corridor talking to someone over the phone. Judging by the way he explained, I think he was talking to my wife’s grandparents.

He told me what happened after he ended the call and before leading me to Serene and Enzo’s hospital room.

Now, my wife is awake, but Enzo is still unconscious. I saw how worried she was, so I tried my best to calm her while Patt called the doctor earlier, and he told us that Serene and Enzo were both fine. The man will eventually wake up, so we just have to wait.

“I actually have bad news for you, boss,” Patt said. Serene was sitting on her hospital bed while I sat in a chair beside her. I noticed that he was walking back and forth in the corridor outside the hospital room; was it because of this?

“Spill it out already,” my wife replied, and I waited for Patt to continue.

“The man who stabbed you,”

“You mean, who stabbed you?” Serene said, and Patt continued. I didn’t want to join in their argument about that because I’m sure that my wife would only end up winning.

“He died in jail last night.”

‘What?” My wife exclaimed, and I couldn’t help but do the same.

“Are you sure?” I asked. Serene looked at me, and Patt was looking at her as if waiting for permission to answer my question.

“Are you sure?” My wife asked after,

“Yes, boss. The police are still waiting for the autopsy.”

“Who requested that?” I asked.

“I did,” he answered. “It’s unusual for him to die when we didn’t ask anyone to do that,” he added.

“What?” I asked, confused. Is he telling me that they are not the ones behind the man’s death, or are they telling me that they are capable of having him killed even if the man was inside the prison?

“I requested the autopsy this morning because I believe that someone had him killed.”

“And that is the one who told him to kill me, right?” Serene asked, and Patt nodded. “Ask someone to look into it; you shouldn’t let yourself get involved in that since you will be representing Serendipity.”

“About the trip to Portico boss,” he said,

“What about it?”

“Are we still going home or canceling it?” he asked. “Grandma said that she’ll understand if you won’t be able to make it.”

“But?” My wife inquired. Is she expecting a condition from her grandparents?Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

“If you’re going to go there with-”

“Shut up, no way.” Serene spoke, cutting off Patt’s words.

“Why didn’t you let him continue?” I couldn’t help but ask my wife.

“Because I already know what it was.”

“And that is?” I asked curiously, but she just looked at me, shaking her head.

“Where’s the truck driver?” She asked suddenly.

“Police station, boss.” Her assistant replied, “I asked someone to look after him, and I told him to make sure not to let anything happen to that man.” They talk fast, but I can keep up, and I admire them. Now I believe that they were close, knowing how each other thought. I looked at my wife, and I could tell that she was still thinking.

“Stop it already and rest, honey,” I told my wife, which made her widen her eyes before looking at Patt, who had the same expression as her. “What? Is there something wrong with what I said?”

“Eherm!” Patt cleared his throat. “Nothing, sir,” he replied before he looked back at my wife and excused himself.

“Can you not call me that way whenever we’re with other people?” Serene asked.

“I didn’t think that you considered Patt as other people,” I replied, smirking. Is she that shy about letting people working for her hear me calling her that way?

“He’s family, and I am not used to being called that way.”

“Then get used to it. I already told you, we’re going to act the way married couples do.” I said, but she just shrugged her shoulders at me. “What do you think about the accident?” I asked, which made her look at me before looking at Enzo, who was still lying in the bed next to hers.

“It has to be an accident and nothing else. After that man in prison died, I think that driver will suffer the same fate because he failed.”

“I didn’t know that you have this affection in you,” I commented.

“What affection are you talking about?” She asked, raising a brow. “I didn’t want to feel frustrated because someone else did it before I did!” She added, exclaiming, so I shook my head in disbelief.

A little later, Enzo finally opened his eyes. Patt and Serene look relieved after he sits up. The doctor assured us that everything was fine and that they could be discharged once he woke up.

As much as possible, I want my wife to stay a little longer and do more tests. But she didn’t want to, and she said that the doctor’s go signal was enough.

We left the hospital and went home. I told Patt to bring Enzo home, and I would take care of Serene. “But sir,” he said, but I stopped him.

“I am her husband, and I am not going to let anything happen to her. Enzo needs a rest too, so it will be beneficial for all of us if you bring him home while I take my wife.”

“Grandma didn’t want her to be left alone.” He insisted.

“She’s not. I am going to be with her.” I replied.

“You don’t understand-”

“It’s fine, Patt.” Serene cut off his words. “Take Enzo home and make sure that he will rest.”

“Okay, boss,” Patt replied immediately, making me glare at him.

“Stop it, Alex. My men only follow me. They are not obliged to listen to anyone but me.”

I sighed exasperatedly because I realized how much her men strictly followed her. It’s a good thing, actually; at least I know that they are willing to do everything for her. But I couldn’t help but get jealous too.

We went home and told her not to do anything. All she had to do was rest, rest, and rest, just as her doctor advised. Two days later, a call from security at the main gate of the grand villas disturbed our breakfast.

“What is it?” I asked after the maid handed me the receiver, and she told me that the guard wanted to confirm something from me.

“Someone wanted to get in, saying she was your new helper,” the guard replied.

“Wait for a while,” I said, looking at Serene, who was eating casually. It must be the new maid that she was talking about, but I need to ask her first to be safe.

“That’s Princess,” she said, looking at her phone.

“Let her in,” I told the guard before I ended the call and handed the receiver to one of our maids, and she left us.

We continued eating until another maid came to us with a woman. “Boss,” she said, bowing her head to Serene. The last time I checked, this was also my house, so it is only fair if her people would acknowledge me as well. “Mr. McGregor,” she added after, with her head still down.

“Eat, Princess.”

“I’m done,” she replied.

“I said, eat,” Serene replied, not looking at her.

“Yes, boss.” Princess couldn’t do anything but follow and sit beside her. I motioned for the maid to get another set of utensils she could use before we continued with our breakfast.

“How’s everything in Portico?” My wife asked when we were in the living room. I was sitting beside my wife while Princess was on the single couch in front of us.

“Grandma and Grandpa are both okay. Besides some minor incidents, our men are busy assisting Governor Morillo.” Serene nodded, looking satisfied.

“And what are you still doing here, Alex?” she asked suddenly.

“Why? Am I not allowed to be here?”

“Don’t you have work to do? You’re all dressed up and ready to go; why keep yourself here?”

“I own the company; it’s up to me whether I go there or not,” I replied, raising a brow at her. “Why, is there something that you’re going to do that you didn’t want me to know?” I asked, making her roll her eyes at me. “And are you not going to introduce me to her?”

“I already told you about her.”

“You still need to introduce us to each other.”

“Princess, he’s Alex.” She said and then looked at me, “Alex, she’s Princess.”

“Nice to meet you, sir,” Princess said, and I nodded at her.

“Alright, I am going to leave. I have a meeting at two, so as much as I want to go home early, that won’t happen.” I said before I kissed my wife, making her eyes widen. “See you later, honey,” I added, got up from our seat, and went out of the mansion. I’m sure that she was furious, judging from the look on her face while glaring at me. But I am not affected by it at all because, deep inside, she likes it too.