His Promise: The Mafia’s Babies

Chapter 252

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?”

one,” I spoke like a little kid throwing a tantrum. I wanted Elena Torres. I was interested in what kind of person

obsessive or perhaps even stalker-ish, but I had no bad intentions. I just wanted to get

could do was respond.

I grinned as I changed the subject.

spoke and placed his map on the table. “Everything is still

“But?”

barely whispered. I rolled my eyes and leaned back in my chair while I waited for the

looked him in the eye. “Laine,” I spoke in a threatening tone. “I have told everyone, from the goddam guards to the stone in the damn

me, but it was already too late. I could sense the

“Good,” I spoke

what’s the problem?”

is determined to bring down the Castillo’s, so even if they do decide to let you go, you’ll never truly have your freedom.” Laine suddenly shared. “If you truly want to be free, I

“What?”

tell the court that you had nothing to do with the transport or the

me to ruin my reputation and walk out

you to come to your senses and

ask something like that from me. We were not on good terms with the Hernandez cartel, and it was mainly because

can’t do that.”

He asked. “The leak did not

to go-the Hernandez had

If Freddie Hernandez wanted to move

they had become silent enemies.

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

the person they truly fear,” Laine concluded. “Your father is old. You were never meant to get out. They had hoped for

sentence. He made a valid point. Dad was not getting any younger, and the moment I’d step out, it would mean dad had

Laine reassured me. “No one will know you as a rat. It won’t even

I chuckled. “The DEA going after the Hernandez right after I

it sounds, it sounds better than having both the DEA and the Hernandez after your ass.”

about to choke 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

spit. “You

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