Chapter 8 - The Fall of the Traitor
The atmosphere inside the small cottage bedroom grew heavy with impending doom. Marco’s eyes darted frantically between the four armed men surrounding him, realizing too late that his ambitious scheme had completely collapsed.
"Lower your weapons," Marco ordered his personal guards, but the men stood rigid, their eyes fixed on Lorenzo.
Lorenzo gently handed baby Sophia to Maria, who took the infant with soft, trembling hands, holding her close against her chest. Lorenzo stepped between the housekeeper and Marco, his tall frame completely blocking his daughter from view.
"You forgot one fundamental rule, Marco," Lorenzo spoke softly, his voice echoing with absolute authority. "You thought grief made me weak. You failed to realize that protecting my child makes me indestructible."
Lorenzo gave a subtle nod to his head bodyguard, Luca.
In a split second, Luca stepped forward and delivered a heavy strike to the back of Marco’s knees, forcing the traitor down onto his joints on the hard floor. Before Marco could shout or struggle, heavy steel handcuffs were snapped tightly around his wrists.
"Transfer him to the underground holding cells at the harbor," Lorenzo ordered calmly. "Seize every account, every property, and every asset registered in his name. By nightfall, Marco Vance no longer exists in this city."
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Marco screamed in rage and desperation as he was dragged out of the cottage, his curses fading into the quiet afternoon air as the heavy oak door slammed shut.
👉 Read Part 9 to see how Lorenzo repays the maid and her innocent daughter.
