They Called Me The Mistress, Until My Mafia Family Arrived Chapter 05

They Called Me The Mistress, Until My Mafia Family Arrived Chapter 05

“Brother…”

I couldn’t hold it in any longer, and the tears just started streaming down my face.

Rhett glanced at Evan and me.

When he saw my red, swollen cheeks, my raw hands, and Evan lying unconscious next to the strong magnet display—

His expression darkened.

“You’re asking for trouble.”

His men immediately stepped forward and slammed the butts of their guns into the backs of the two bodyguards holding me down.

Two sharp cracks.

The bodyguards fell to the ground screaming; their spines had been shattered.

I was finally free again, and I scrambled over to Evan.

“Stella! Save him! Hurry, save him!”

The woman following Rhett was dressed in a crisp white lab coat and was carrying a silver first-aid kit.

Stella, Evan’s second older sister—a medical genius with the power to bring the dead back to life.

She ran over.

“Mia, get out of the way!”

Stella’s voice was calm and confident.

She quickly tore open Evan’s shirt, revealing the defibrillator on his chest, which was already burning hot.

“Strong magnetic interference caused a short circuit in the device, triggering ventricular fibrillation!”

Her movements were so swift they left afterimages as she connected the external defibrillator and administered the cardiac stimulant.

“Charge 200 joules!”

“Clear!”

Thump!

Evan’s body jerked upward at the jolt of electricity, then crashed back down.

I knelt there, biting down hard on the back of my hand to keep from crying out.

Jewel finally snapped out of her shock.

She looked at the room full of armed men, but instead of being afraid, she let out a scream.

“Who are you?”

“You dare lay a finger on the Kensington family in Havenport? Do you think I won’t make sure you never walk out that door?”

She turned to look at Ryan.

“Ryan! Call the police! Arrest all these terrorists who’ve broken into our home!”

Ryan was so scared that his legs were shaking.

He recognized the discreet black-and-gold emblem on the collar of Rhett’s trench coat.

That was the Lancaster family of New York—a name you definitely didn’t want to cross!

“Jewel… Jewel…”

Ryan’s voice trembled as he stumbled backward. “Don’t say another word…”

“What’s there to be afraid of!”

Jewel shoved him aside and started yelling at Rhett, pointing right in his face.

“Whoever you are, you’re all going to die today!”

“The Kensington family’s assets in Havenport are worth hundreds of billions! With a single word from me, I can make you—”

“Hundreds of billions?”

A lazy voice, tinged with utter sarcasm, interrupted her.

The man standing to Rhett’s right was fiddling with a solid-gold lighter.

His wealth was so vast that even the rich lists couldn’t publish it—he was my second older brother, Ethan Lancaster.

He chuckled softly, took out his phone, and dialed a number.

“Hey, Leone.”

“Within three minutes, I want every single financial link of the Kensington family in Havenport severed.”

“Right, go all-in on shorting.”

“No matter how much it costs, I want the Kensington family’s stock to be worthless by dawn.”

He hung up the phone and looked at Jewel.

“Miss Kensington, what did you say your family’s assets amounted to?”

Jewel froze, then let out a scoff.

“What are you trying to pull?”

“You think you can bankrupt the Kensington family with just one phone call? Who do you think you are?”

Just then, Jewel’s phone suddenly started vibrating wildly.

She answered the phone impatiently.

“Hello? Dad, what’s wrong?”

On the other end of the line, the head of the Kensington family let out a hysterical roar.

“You ungrateful daughter! Who on earth have you offended?”

“The bank suddenly called in our loans! All our partners terminated

their contracts at the same time! Our stock plummeted to the daily limit and is now locked in!”

“The Kensington family… The Kensington family is finished!”

Jewel’s phone clattered to the floor.

She stared at the four people in front of her in disbelief.

“Who… exactly are you?”