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

see her son, her hand suddenly grasping

Dario, Franco stayed behind—not wanting to take any part in this.

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

you

from destroying his wife’s happiness and pulled his two grandsons to the

know.” Dario snarled. “That’s why I’ve informed and invited all aunts and uncles so that they can give that man

what?” Christian asked, shaking his head afterward. He slowly realized there was more important stuff than wondering why Dario had

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

mattered.

breathed.

began. “But would it really be alright to

having the right to decide over

Luca alive would only

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

first, regret later.

why the Lambertis were where they

have to feel bad when I blow him up the same way he blew up my uncle,” Dario murmured before walking

Franco left an uncomfortable taste in Christian’s mouth. Business remained

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

Franco nodded, pursing his lips. “He has

“And Johnny-”

Franco shushed Christian. “It hurts to think this way about my grandson, but

be here too?”

Franco frowned. “I highly doubt she’ll want

“Of course.”

Christian, who had never been the biggest fan of

step, Franco

“Yes.”

not be

“Be like what?”

I owe you an apology. He said. “I was wrong about Serena, so please

for words, already having decided to take his distance to focus on his

be someone who loves you more than she does, and there will never be anyone half

Matteo Alfonzo went to Christian’s mind.

he had built for her. He wanted his daughter and his unborn child to have a clean start without having to look over their shoulders every single

want?” He expressed his concerns. “Have any of you ever

a point. “What do you want?”

Christian sighed, confessing. “I just want to get

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

them from their position had always been a thing, but he hadn’t expected

you discussed it with Dario? Your brothers?” He asked, baffled. “Serena?”

now.” Christian gave Franco a look, daring him to

shouldn’t have told you to choose, but please don’t bail on everyone.” He pushed his

you have Dario.”

here for a

with his life-but it was still too soon to decide

me not to mention her, but

had been through, Serena had finally found her real family, and he

about her opinion. He

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

“Good.”

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

“Good.”

ride. Christian scratched his head. “Beau dropped me off like garbage and went off to do

he did. It’s an Alfonzo.”

“Grandpa-

“Sorry!”

arriving home, Christian followed the sweet and loud sound of Serena’s laughter and ended up in the

her head as Vince laughed along.

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