His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 252

Marvin

Hi again, Lena.

I wasn’t done talking to you, so it’s a bit rude of you to cut off our conversation, don’t you think?

I would’ve never guessed you were a 21-year-old, but I like your energy.

Thanks for the heart, although you missed the big letters, displaying this is NOT a dating site, I feel flattered.

Now that I know your age, I want to know more about you. What are your hobbies? What are your goals?

Waiting for your reply,

Marvin

(Ps. please stop with the emojis.)

“Is there anything wrong with my reply?” I asked my lawyer, Steven Laine. We had a meeting about the upcoming court date, and I felt the need to show him that I had finally replied to someone on the message board. The only issue was that this girl was a bit rude and left me hanging. “It has been two days already, but she has not responded.”

Laine let out a sigh and looked at me as if he asked me whether I was serious. “What?” I asked, oblivious. “Did I say something wrong?”

It was always something. After all these weeks, I finally responded to someone on the message board, only for that random girl to ghost me. She wasn’t really that interesting anyway.

“Don’t you think it’s a bit passive-aggressive?” Laine commented. I shrugged my shoulders and turned around the laptop so I could read the message one more time. “No?” I frowned. “What about this is aggressive?”

“You really don’t know?” Laine tilted his head while I was still trying to find out what the hell he was talking about. “Mr. Castillo,” Laine sighed. “The point of this program is to show the court that you’re capable of interacting with others…like a normal human being.”

“Right?” I spoke, surprised. “It’s so selfish that I do know how to behave and am stuck in here, while some girl doesn’t even dare to reply to my message and gets to stroll around free.”

“Hmm.” Laine hummed. “How about you find another

pen pal?”

little kid throwing a tantrum. I wanted Elena Torres. I was interested in what kind of person she was and wanted to know more about her.

was a bit obsessive or perhaps even stalker-ish, but I had no bad intentions. I just wanted to get to know my pen pal a bit better,

could do

my path towards freedom going?” I grinned as I changed the subject.

on the table. “Everything is still going according to plan. There’s still not enough evidence…”

“But?”

while I waited for the bad news. He called me by my first name, which couldn’t mean any good. “I am still getting out, right?”

have told everyone, from

Mr. Castillo!” Laine tried his hardest to reassure me, but it was already too late.

“Good,” I spoke

the

have your freedom.” Laine suddenly shared. “If you truly want to be free, I

“What?”

court that you had nothing to do with the transport or the murder of officer Maddens,” Laine spoke. “Play it safe and put all the blame on the Hernandez.”

you’re asking me to ruin my reputation

Laine shook his head. “I’m asking you to come to your senses and to blame the people who

good terms with the Hernandez cartel, and it was mainly because both

can’t do that.”

He asked. “The leak did not come from our side, so it had to be from the Hernandez.”

the both of you, and someone has to

us?” I asked. All of this didn’t make any sense. If Freddie Hernandez wanted to move against us, he

they had become silent enemies. Would Freddie really go

in here,” Laine spoke, “Santiago is not a threat to them. They seem him as weak, inexperienced, easy to take out…but you!”

father is old. You were never meant

a valid point. Dad was not getting any younger, and the moment I’d step out, it would mean dad had a true heir. Someone powerful who would not bow down to

I whispered in disbelief. “It won’t matter anyway,” Laine reassured me. “No one will know you as a rat. It won’t even come

out?” I chuckled. “The DEA going after the Hernandez right after I

better than having both the DEA and

myself for the sentence which was about to leave my mouth, but Laine was right. We could only handle that much at a time, and I would not sacrifice myself to get stuck here for much longer. “I’ll do it, but only if we can bump the six weeks

spit. “You want to