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.”

his eyes, making sure not to buy his uncle’s

her son, her hand suddenly grasping his. “I know

stayed behind—not wanting to take

said. “Please take me out

don’t you worry

happiness and pulled his two

snarled. “That’s why I’ve informed and invited all aunts and uncles so

important stuff than wondering why Dario had run off and

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

mattered.

breathed. “Mentally unstable-so who

him pay.” Dario began. “But would it really be alright to kill

always called him out for not having the right to decide over others’

would

question. “Do what you must do, then ask God

regret later.

reason why the Lambertis

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

Christian’s mouth. Business remained business, but

Franco’s eyes. “He’s your grandson. Do you give me your permission to deal with him?”

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

“And Johnny-”

Franco shushed Christian. “It hurts to think this way about my grandson, but I do not wish to create a

she be here

doubt she’ll want

“Of course.”

had all entered the room. Christian, who had never been

take a step, Franco held his wrist

“Yes.”

be

“Be like what?”

an apology. He said. “I was wrong about Serena,

loss for words, already having decided to take his distance to focus on his family and leave the business to

and there will never be anyone half

Alfonzo

her. He wanted his daughter

about what it is that I want?” He expressed his concerns.

knowing he had a point. “What

just go.” Christian sighed, confessing. “I just want to get away from here.”

head spin, and he did 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 panicked—and that’s

you I’m sorry.” Franco widened his eyes, not expecting him

a thing, but he hadn’t

Dario? Your brothers?”

you care about her now.” Christian gave Franco a look, daring him

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

you have Dario.”

here for a

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

her, but have you considered Serena’s feelings? Because this is not the Christian show.” He said. “Just

to the Alfonzo’s. Despite all the crap they had been through, Serena had finally

even thought about her opinion. He just wanted to keep his family

staying, but I’ll discuss it with her.” Christian exhaled, looking up, “I guess I should ask for her

“Good.”

got everything under control.” Christian looked around the room. “I’ll head back home to be my

“Good.”

head. “Beau dropped me off like garbage

he did. It’s

“Grandpa-

“Sorry!”

followed the sweet and loud sound of Serena’s laughter and ended up in the cinema

got her good.” Serena cackled, throwing back her head as Vince laughed along. “It’s on camera, and I believe UFC

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