Chapter 8 - The Confrontation at the Estate
An hour later, a fleet of black armored SUVs tore through the gates of the massive Moretti waterfront estate.
Inside the grand study, Marcus sat behind the mahogany desk, transferring fifty million dollars into a private Panamanian account. He believed Paulie Vane had successfully eliminated both Vincent and Matteo at the diner, leaving the empire wide open for his takeover.
The heavy double oak doors were blown off their hinges with a deafening blast.
Vincent stepped into the room, flanked by Matteo and Emily. Emily was now wearing a tailored dark coat over her uniform, her green eyes burning with righteous fury.
Marcus sprang up from the desk, his face turning as white as a sheet as he reached for his desk drawer. "Vincent?! How... how are you alive?!"
"You sold my three-year-old daughter to strangers for power, Marcus," Vincent said, his voice dropping into a register of cold, absolute death. "And tonight, she came back home to deliver your sentence."
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Marcus looked at Emily, his eyes widening in pure horror as he recognized the adult face of the little girl he had stolen twenty-five years ago.
👉 Read Part 9 to see Marcus face ultimate justice.
