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?”

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.

obsessive or perhaps even stalker-ish, but I had no

do

freedom going?” I grinned as I changed the subject. “Let’s talk about

the table. “Everything is still

“But?”

we need to talk.” Laine barely whispered. I rolled my eyes and leaned back in my chair while I waited for the bad news. He called me by my first name, which couldn’t

threatening tone. “I have told everyone, from the goddam guards to the stone in the damn yard, that I’ll

tried his hardest to reassure me, but it was

“Good,” I spoke

the

have your freedom.” Laine

“What?”

transport or the murder of officer Maddens,” Laine spoke. “Play it safe

asking me to ruin my reputation and

you to come to your senses and to blame the people

something like that from me. We were not on good terms with the Hernandez cartel, and it was mainly because both sides expected each other to have something to do with the leak. The last thing I wanted was

do

Castillo.” Laine began. “Who do you think ratted you all out in the first place?” He asked. “The leak did not come from our side, so it had to be from the Hernandez.”

someone has to go-the Hernandez had already

why haven’t they moved against us?” I asked. All of this didn’t make any sense. If

they had become silent enemies. Would Freddie really

“Santiago is not a threat to

concluded. “Your father is old. You were never meant to get out. They had hoped for the Castillo’s to extinguish-but now that

planning on attacking us either way.” I finished Laine’s sentence. He made a valid point. Dad was not getting any younger, and the moment I’d step out, it would mean dad had a

disbelief. “It won’t matter anyway,” Laine reassured me. “No one will know you

after the Hernandez

his shoulders. “No matter how it sounds, it sounds better than having both the

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 would not

on his own spit.