Chapter 13 - the bloody purge
There is no room for negotiation or blood ties in an empire built on brutal principles. Lorenzo tried to make excuses, blaming others, but all his words became meaningless.
"You targeted my son. An innocent child not even six months old," Michael said, his deep, husky voice containing overwhelming fury. "That is a line that not even the devil himself would ever dare to cross."
The deafening gunshot echoed through the luxurious living room, ending the worst betrayal. The purge did not stop there. Within the next twenty-four hours, all of Lorenzo's tentacles were pulled out by the roots.
The mafia boss's fury dealt a fatal blow to the Falcone gang, warning the entire East Coast underworld that anyone who dared to touch the Carter family would suffer the same catastrophic fate.
When everything was smoothly resolved, Michael returned to the mansion at dawn. His clothes reeked of gunpowder and smoke. He gently pushed open the door to the nursery, where Emily had fallen asleep beside little Noah's crib.
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Seeing that peaceful scene, the underworld king's heart suddenly felt incredibly, unusually warm.
👉 read part 14 to see michael make a decision.
