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?”

a tantrum. I wanted Elena Torres.

He must’ve thought my behavior was a bit obsessive or perhaps even stalker-ish, but I had no bad intentions. I just

could do was respond.

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

the table. “Everything is still going according

“But?”

whispered. I rolled my eyes and leaned back in my chair while I waited for the bad news. He called

my nerves, so I leaned forward and looked him in the eye. “Laine,” I spoke in a threatening tone. “I have told everyone, from the goddam guards to

hardest to reassure me, but it was already too

“Good,” I spoke

the problem?”

Castillo’s, so even if they do decide to let you go, you’ll never truly have your freedom.” Laine suddenly

“What?”

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

reputation and walk out

head. “I’m asking you to come to your senses and

good terms with the Hernandez cartel, and it was mainly because both sides expected each other to have something to do with

can’t do that.”

do you think ratted you all out in the first place?” He asked. “The leak did

and someone has to go-the Hernandez had already decided that it was not

against us?” I asked. All of this didn’t make any sense. If Freddie Hernandez wanted to move against us, he would’ve done it a long time

silent enemies. Would Freddie really

“Santiago is not a threat to them. They seem him as weak, inexperienced, easy to take

fear,” Laine concluded. “Your father is old. You were never meant to

younger, and

why you want me to take the deal,” 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 it

after the Hernandez right after I get

shrugged his shoulders. “No matter how it sounds, it sounds better

which was about to leave my mouth, but Laine was right. We could only handle that much at a time,

his own spit. “You want to get released