After My Father Was Murdered, I Thought He Was My Savior Chapter 08

After My Father Was Murdered, I Thought He Was My Savior Chapter 08

The encrypted phone vibrated.

A spy sent two surveillance videos.

Rinaldo opened them.

They showed the complete recordings from the private hospital and the estate.

After watching them, his expression turned as cold as a Sicilian winter.

His eyes were like those of an assassin.

He turned and stared at Noemi’s bloodless face.

His voice was like a cold current from the Mediterranean.

“How do you plan to explain this?”

Rinaldo could not believe it.

The mafia heiress who had once taken a bullet for him could do something like this.

She had not only hurt his wife.

She had killed his own flesh and blood.

He stared coldly at Noemi as if looking at a traitor.

Noemi panicked and began to cry.

Hot tears dropped onto the back of the hand wearing his family ring.

“It’s not true! The footage is fake! Valentina framed me! She was jealous of your trust in me, so she deliberately came between us…”

“Shut up!” The veins on Rinaldo’s forehead bulged.

Years of godfather-level self-control shattered in that instant.

“Even now, you’re still trying to blame Valentina? She would never do something like this! Noemi, you have disgraced the entire mafia!”

Noemi stared at him in shock.

Through her tears, a trace of mockery flashed.

“Rinaldo, you don’t believe me? You swore to me, but now all you care about is Valentina. You’ve clearly fallen in love with her!”

A serpent-like viciousness entered her eyes.

“Too bad. She knows everything you did. Betraying her father. Secretly preventing her from having your child. Your feelings for her. She knows it all. Do you think she’ll ever forgive you? Rinaldo, you’re pathetic and laughable. The person you loved all along was Valentina, and you were the only one who didn’t know. Now you understand, but it’s too late. She will never, ever come back to you.”

Blood-red fury surged in Rinaldo’s eyes.

The godfather’s killing intent burst out completely.

He grabbed Noemi by the throat, his voice hoarse.

“Valentina won’t leave me. She trusted me so much. She can’t leave me. As long as I kill you and avenge our child, she’ll come back.”

Noemi’s face turned blue as she struggled in terror.

“Don Rinaldo!” The bodyguards rushed in, wanting to stop him but not daring to approach.

“If you kill her, Donna Valentina will suffer even more!”

Rinaldo’s eyes slowly regained clarity.

He let go.

“Hand her over to the Italian police.”

Noemi collapsed on the floor and screamed hysterically, “No… You can’t do this… Rinaldo, you swore to the family… You said you would protect me…”

Expressionless, Rinaldo waved his hand.

The bodyguards in black immediately dragged away the struggling, frantic Noemi.