From Grieving Mother to Mafia Queen Chapter 04

From Grieving Mother to Mafia Queen Chapter 04: The sole heir”

The meeting was held in the Corleone manor’s main hall.

Crystal chandeliers lit the room coldly. It was packed with old-timers and big shots.

Vincent stood in the middle, wearing a sharp black suit, a cocky smile on his face.

“Big night tonight,” he said, raising his glass. “Let me officially introduce Tommy-my adopted son. From now on. he’s the second young master of the Corleone family.”

A few people clapped. Sophia stood beside Vincent, cradling Tommy. Both of them radiated joy as if victory were already theirs.

Vincent continued. “Even better-the partnership between the Corleones and the Harts is about to level up!”

Everyone stretched their necks toward the door, dying to see the rep from the family that ran half the underworld.

Then the double doors slowly swung open. Mark stepped in first. Behind him, a woman in a long red dress.

Vincent hurried to the door, putting on his best fake smile. “Welcome, honored representative of the Hart family…”

He came to an abrupt halt. A wave of realization washed over him as he finally recognized the woman standing before him.

“Serafina?”

Vincent’s eyes went wide.

“What are you doing here?”

I offered him a warm smile. “What? Aren’t you pleased to see me?”

“What’re you trying to pull?” His face darkened. “This isn’t the place for your drama. Get back to your room!”

Mark stepped forward, eyes like ice. “Watch your mouth. You’re talking to Ms. Hart.”

Ms. Hart?

The whole hall went dead quiet.

Sophia was the first to break the silence.

She snorted. “Ms. Hart? Ha, that’s a good one. Serafina, you really cooked up this stunt to win Vincent back? You even hired actors?”

She gazed toward Mark. “Mister, I don’t know how much she’s paying you, but I’d quit while you’re ahead.”

Rage flashed in Mark’s eyes. “How dare you! You talk to the Hart heiress like that?”

He pulled a solid gold badge from his pocket, engraved with the Hart family’s wolf head

Mark De Luca, top assassin for the Hart family. By order of the Godfather, I’m here to bring Ms Serahna Hart home to take over everything.

A deathly silence fell. Everyone stared at me in shock. Including Vincent.

“No.. that’s not possible… Sophia went pale. “She can’t be…”

“If she’s really the Hart heiress, why’d she marry Vincent?”

I moved with elegance to the center of the hall, each step radiating confidence.

“Now, as the sole heir of the Hart family, I’m making an official announcement.” My voice cut through the silence. “As of today, the Hart family revokes all support and protection for the Corleone family. Permanently.”

Vincent’s face turned ashen.

Without the Harts’ backing, the Corleones were wolves without teeth. Other families would tear them apart.

“Serafina….” Vincent stammered. “Stop fooling around. I know you’re still pissed about the sterilization, but we can talk…”

“You still think I’m fooling around?” I chuckled softly.

Vincent felt the hungry stares around him. The status, territory, connections he’d spent years building through marriage-all slipping away.

“No… this can’t be…” Vincent could barely stand. “Serafina, you can’t do this! You still love me, right? You really think you can leave me?”

Even now, he thought I loved him. Even now, he thought I was just throwing a fit.

“Love you?” I laughed, my voice dripping with pure contempt. “You think I’d want a man who killed his own son?”

I headed for the exit without a single glance behind me.