His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 240

Chapter 240

Christian

“Father, mother-what a pleasant surprise!” Berto said as the two followed his eyes.

In the doorway stood the person he despised the most.

Franco Lamberti

Just as Dario and Christian were about to step closer, Franco stuck out his hand, ordering them to stop.

A shocked Maria made her way to the front to take a better look at her son. “Roberto……” She had difficulty speaking. “What happened to you?”

Christian did not know his grandma as an emotional woman, and as far as he knew, she had bottled up her feelings and had never expressed her loss.

Franco and Maria being on good terms after everything that happened proved for Christian that his grandpa had already confessed his sins to Maria. The two were probably in in together.

He left Berto behind, and Christian could understand why he did that. His uncle was insane.

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a hard smack. Shocked, Christian ran over to his grandma, holding her cheek, and pulled her backward, realizing the situation.

Berto hit her

Before anyone could properly process what had happened. Franco pulled off his rings and repeatedly connected his fist with Berto’s jaw. “You sick fuck. I’ll personally make sure you’ll die today!” He growled, but his son was still unamused, carrying the same cocky smirk across his face.

“You made me this sick. You did this to me!” He lost his temper. “I saved Lucio from that fire, but you left me to burn knowing I was alive!”

“And till this day, it’s one of the best decisions I’ve ever made in my life!” Franco yelled back.

“That wife of yours was a nuisance. Look at what she’s done to you!”

Worried about the amount of hatred his grandpa expressed towards Dario’s mom, Christian glanced at his cousin who was slowly twisting the ring around his finger. His mother’s ring.

Whatever resentment his grandpa might be feeling against Dario’s mom, Christian did not believe it was the right time or place to discuss it.

“I heard she passed away.” Franco raised his head, scoffing. “Good for her.”

“Are we done, grandpa?” Dario shifted awkwardly, quietly giving Franco a message he did not understand.

“Not quite.” A figure appeared from the dark as the room was filled with the sound of wheels. The mysterious figure rolled his wheelchair to expose himself.

“Dad?” Christian recognized the man.

He clenched his jaw, thinking about how he was the only one surprised and sensed this must’ve been another one of Dario’s surprises.

Rather than angry, he felt betrayed and couldn’t understand how they could even give this ill and weak man a harder time than he already had.

“B-brother.” Berto stuttered. With tight fists, he sat up straight and blinked his eyes. “Is that really you, Lucio?”

Lucio answered with a nod and moved his wheelchair to his brother while Christian stood on the stand-by to jump in whenever necessary. One punch to Lucio’s face would be enough reason for Christian to choke his uncle to death.

Surprisingly, Berto had not shown any sign of aggression and carefully reached for his brother’s face. forgetting about the chains. “It’s really you.” His voice cracked. “I’m finally seeing you from up close after all these years.”

Lucio chuckled. “You’ve made quite the mess, didn’t you?”

“I’m sorry,” Berto mumbled. “Just kill me, please.” A tear left his eye.

Dario balled his fist. “Is this a damn joke to him?” He spoke the words Christian had been thinking all along. “He’s a grown man.”

“Why did you hurt mother?” Lucio asked calmly, resting his hand on his brother’s cheek.

“Mother?” Berto widened his eyes. “I hurt mother? I’m so sorry.”

sure not to buy his uncle’s sad

gave it another go and knelt to see her son, her hand suddenly grasping his. “I know you

Dario, Franco stayed behind—not wanting

said. “Please take me out of this misery so I can’t

don’t you worry about

wife’s happiness and pulled his two grandsons to

know.” Dario snarled. “That’s why I’ve informed and invited all aunts and

slowly realized there was more important stuff than wondering why Dario had run off and planned things on his own. These

think all of that is real?” Christian beckoned to Berto, wanting to know the question which

mattered.

not well.” Franco breathed. “Mentally unstable-so

me wrong, he should pay for what he did to my uncle, and I’ll make him pay.” Dario began. “But would

right to decide over others’ lives, but that was something

alive would

his knuckles, chuckling at his question. “Do what you must do, then ask God for forgiveness.” He said. “But I do not want to see this

first, regret

Lambertis

I don’t have to feel bad when I blow him up the same way he blew up my uncle,” Dario murmured before walking off, leaving the two alone.

in Christian’s mouth. Business remained business,

Christian asked, not meeting Franco’s eyes. “He’s your grandson. Do you give

pursing his lips. “He has to face the consequences for his

“And Johnny-”

shushed Christian. “It hurts to

she be

want to see her ex-husband and

“Of course.”

who had never been the biggest

Franco held his

“Yes.”

be like

“Be like what?”

cleared his throat. “I was wrong, and I owe you an apology. He

at a loss for words, already having decided to take his distance

there will

that to Matteo Alfonzo

to do her best in school, study hard and take over the hotel he had built for her. He wanted his daughter and his unborn child to have a clean start without having to

expressed his concerns. “Have any

knowing he had a point. “What do you

want to take Serena, Siena-and just go.” Christian sighed, confessing. “I just want to get away

not want to worry about that ever again. “How many Fabios and Bertos do I have to experience until I really lose her one day?” Christian demanded an answer. “Call Serena stupid all you want, but she walked away because she

sorry.” Franco widened his eyes, not expecting him to make such a big

always been a thing, but he hadn’t expected Christian to really go through with

discussed it with Dario? Your

about her now.” Christian gave Franco a

told you to choose, but please don’t bail on everyone.” He pushed his shoulder. “You’re surely not

you have Dario.”

here for a few months.”

him with his life-but it was still too soon to decide whether he would be a good leader or not.

but have you considered Serena’s feelings? Because this is not the Christian show.”

all the crap they had been through, Serena had finally found

he hadn’t even thought about her opinion. He just wanted to keep his

with her.” Christian exhaled, looking

“Good.”

all of you supposedly got everything under control.” Christian looked around the room. “I’ll head back

“Good.”

scratched his head. “Beau dropped me

he did. It’s

“Grandpa-

“Sorry!”

sound of Serena’s laughter

don’t worry-I got her good.” Serena cackled, throwing back her head as Vince laughed along. “It’s on camera, and I believe

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