His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 189

Kenzo wrapped his hand around Dario’s arm to ask him for help and desperately shook his head. “N-no, n-no, of course

“Let me see,” Christian spoke, exhausted as he paced back and forth. “What can you do to make it up to me?”

“We can let it go.” Dario spoke, irritated. He was not a big fan of Christian’s way of handling things and couldn’t understand how he could be so cruel. “Let it go?” Christian frowned. “I don’t think so.”

“How about you call Berto and tell him you’ve found the money,” Christian suggested as he made up a plan. “I need you to tell him that the warehouse will be completely empty tomorrow and that you’ll meet him there to show him the way to the money.”

“I-I can’t!” Kenzo spoke, shocked. His eyes moved to Dario. “Christian, you can’t do that-you don’t know who you’re dealing with.” Dario defended Kenzo. “He’ll kill him if he finds out.”

“He won’t do anything if we don’t give him the opportunity,” Christian spoke before he pushed his hand on top of Kenzo’s head. “Listen-

“Christian, calm down!” Dario interrupted him. Christian gave Dario a side-eye and focused his attention

you will back on Kenzo. “Listen,” He spoke more calmly this time. “I’ll give you one day to practice and make the call tomorrow-okay?”

“Okay!” Kenzo nodded. He felt terrified by the calmness in his voice and didn’t want to test him any further. Christian saw this as an excellent opportunity to sneak him into the house without anyone noticing anything. Tomorrow was Carmen and Luke’s party. The house would be filled with teenagers, which would give them the perfect opportunity to make the call.

“Practice,” Christian demanded. He paced back and forth while he waited for Kenzo to start. “What?” Kenzo asked, confused. “Come on, practice,” Christian repeated.

“But-”

“I said practice!” He spoke a bit more irritated this time. Kenzo looked at Dario, but all Dario could do was shrug his shoulders as he gave Christian full control. Kenzo took a deep breath.

“H-hi uncle B-b-Berto-”

“Without stuttering, please,” Christian rolled his eyes. Kenzo closed his eyes and tried to focus.”Uncle Berto, I found the money?”

Christian spoke sarcastically. “Tell him, just like that, and get yourself

to get annoyed, and the conversation was taking longer than expected, All he wanted was

Kenzo commented. Christian clenched his fist at that familiar sentence and couldn’t shrug off how Berto had said the exact same thing to his grandpa. “That seems to be his

I done here?” Kenzo wondered and looked at Dario while Dario’s

to come to my house tomorrow at midnight,” Christian spoke. “We’ll

was a bit less impressed with Christian’s plan and

with…the issue,” Christian spoke. “No family, of

the money, so he felt like it was the least he could do. Catching his

love the thrill, don’t you, Christian?” Dario spoke in disbelief. It was still beyond him how someone like Christian, who had something to live for, still had the urge to do something dangerous. “I truly don’t think

with.” Dario tried to talk him out of it, but Christian had

Dario is right,” Kenzo muttered. “Y-you d-don’t know who you’re

let out a sigh before he looked at the two. “I do.” He nodded. “I’m dealing with the uncle who has way too much freedom,

of yours will backfire, but who am I?” He

bigger issues to worry about-such as the key.” Christian suddenly realized. His grandpa’s

whispered and slowly raised his hand. “Did you lose

an exhausted breath. “Yes, something

“N-never mind-

Dario spoke, surprised. “Is this really the way you talk to

betray the family and somehow get away

at Kenzo, who had lowered his head and waited for him to speak. “I can find your key. Just please don’t tell my mom or grandpa

Christian told him. “And this is

us,” Dario suggested while he handed

for us-we will pretend like you feel none

“We

can,” Dario concluded. “You work better if you’re desperate, and at this moment,

at Kenzo, who was shaking, and took in Dario’s words. He had a

find the key. You should go home and take care of Siena.” Dario smiled. “It’ll probably take