The Cruel Stepmother Poisoned the 5-Year-Old to Keep Her in a Wheelchair — Until the Waitress Caught the Little Girl on the Gala Dance Floor

"You don't get to walk away," Luca stated coldly, looking down at the weeping, humiliated monster.

He pulled out his encrypted cell phone and dialed the private number of the district attorney, a man who answered to the syndicate.

"Send the federal authorities to the grand ballroom," Luca ordered smoothly. "I have complete forensic evidence of long-term child endangerment, attempted murder, and medical fraud. The suspect is restrained and ready for transport. Deny her bail."

Vanessa let out a horrific, guttural scream of pure despair. She knew that without Luca’s protection, she would spend the rest of her miserable life rotting in a maximum-security concrete cell.

"You can't do this to me!" Vanessa thrashed wildly as two massive bodyguards hauled her up from the marble floor. "I am high society! You need my family's alliance!"

"Your family is dead to me," Luca replied, turning his back on her completely.

Vanessa’s hysterical, pathetic cries faded into the distance as the bodyguards dragged her violently out of the side doors, hauling her away to face absolute, inescapable justice. Her reign of terror was permanently destroyed.

The grand ballroom fell completely quiet, save for the soft murmurs of the stunned elite guests.

Luca let out a long, shuddering breath. The terrifying, ruthless mafia boss completely melted away. He was just a father who had almost lost his entire world.

He slowly turned around and looked at Hannah.