In His Grasp: A Mafia Romance

Chapter 119: Dispute With Chloe

Chapter 119: Dispute with Chloe

Emanuele was dressed in his usual suit, looking dignified and serious. At least today, he hadn't killed anyone, and there was no strong scent of blood on him.

Isabella didn't even realize how low her expectations of Emanuele had become. She simply couldn't stand the smell of blood on him.

They soon set off for the mansion. Emanuele kept a close eye on Isabella throughout the journey, trying to gauge her reactions to the upcoming encounter with Chloe.

But Isabella seemed to show no particular emotions. Emanuele wondered if he was overthinking it. Still, he couldn't help but feel angry about how Chloe had treated her. If it weren't for Isabella being her cousin, he would have dealt with that woman a long time ago.

As Isabella entered the grand hall, Sophia immediately embraced her. "Isabella, why don't you visit more often? It's not as dangerous now, and you can go outside."

"Okay, Mom, but I'm still a bit worried," Isabella casually made up an excuse. She didn't like it here; she always felt more uncomfortable in the mansion than at Emanuele's apartment.

Chloe also stepped forward, embracing Isabella briefly. "Isabella, we're leaving tomorrow. Since you've come to Chicago, you haven't visited our house. Next time, I hope you can come over and see me. Your room is still there, and my mom has preserved it for you. We've bought more cattle and sheep. You'll love it."

Chloe's words sounded like an enthusiastic invitation, but only Isabella knew how terrifying they were. When Chloe mentioned her room, it was a place of nightmares for Isabella. Whenever Chloe was displeased, she would drag her into that room and subject her to a severe beating. The room

was dimly lit and filled with various objects, and her bed was old and tattered. The bedding and everything else were from the warehouse that her uncle had stored away many years ago. She had sewn and patched it to continue using it. As for the cattle and sheep, Isabella couldn't stand them; they were smelly and unruly. While she was herding them, they had even rammed into her several times, leaving her traumatized.

But her aunt had once praised her for enjoying such activities in front of all the people, and now Chloe was doing the same in front of everyone. Isabella found it ironic.

This situation that Chloe had created tore open an emotional wound in Isabella's heart. Despite her internal turmoil, at least, she no longer felt a physical suffocation in her chest, and she was able to keep a calm expression.

She didn't need medication anymore; she had made progress!

"Alright, if we have the chance, Emanuele and I will visit. We hope you can host us," Isabella said, even uttering polite words with remarkable composure.

Chloe looked at Isabella with a strange expression, not expecting her to have changed so much. Isabella used to speak to her with such timidity and fear, not daring to meet her eyes. But now, she was so different.

Chloe contemplated when this transformation had occurred. It seemed like ever since she had married Emanuele, she had started to bravely confront and no longer fear her.

This bitch! Why did she think she could escape my grip after marrying Emanuele?

Isabella chatted with Chloe for a bit and exchanged some words with her uncle and aunt. Then, they sat at the table in the dining room, where an array of delicious food was already spread out.

Madelyn and Sophia were engaged in conversation while Isabella sat next to Emanuele, eating seriously. Emanuele, too, was eating, but he was mostly observing Isabella and helping her with the dishes.

"Have some more," Emanuele said to Isabella.

Chloe couldn't hear what they were saying, but she was eager to get close to Emanuele. Seeing him continually helping Isabella with her food, she couldn't resist and said, "Emanuele, don't let Isabella eat too much. She's already gained weight."

Upon hearing Chloe's merciless comments about her body, Isabella suddenly lost her appetite. Today, many of the dishes were her favorites, but Chloe's sudden attack shattered her confidence.

Although she had worked hard to emerge from the pain Chloe had inflicted on her, she never felt fully confident about her body. Even though Emanuele had helped her gain a glimmer of confidence, it remained fragile. Chloe had an uncanny ability to shatter it so easily.

Emanuele's face turned cold. He stared at Chloe, his eyes carrying a hint of anger. "Who do you think you are? Why should I listen to you?" Emanuele shouted at Chloe, and everyone in the room stopped their conversations to watch the unfolding drama.

Chloe was taken aback by Emanuele's outburst. She had just been trying to give a friendly warning, so why was he so angry? But this mafia leader was not one to mess with. However, she genuinely liked Emanuele and wasn't afraid of his brutality. In her eyes, if he killed someone, they deserved it. The more brutal he was, the more she admired him because it signified his strength.

As for Isabella, she should have been killed earlier. If she had died in their house, Chloe could easily have disguised it as an accidental death, and Sophia would never have suspected a thing.

It was a missed opportunity. Now, seeing Isabella gain Emanuele's favor and have such a good relationship with him, Chloe couldn't help but feel jealous.

And Emanuele had embarrassed her in front of so many people. It was extremely awkward for her.

Throughout her life, she had been pampered, but coming here, she always seemed to encounter these awkward situations. Last time, she had planned to humiliate Isabella, but Emanuele had made her eat a plate of pasta with unusually heavy seasoning.

Isabella, that damn bitch, she would make her pay for it. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

"Alright, alright, we're all here today to enjoy a happy dinner," Sophia immediately disrupted the awkward atmosphere, not wanting to ruin the pleasant gathering.

Emanuele also did his part to save face for Sophia and ignored Chloe, focusing on his meal.

Chloe dared not provoke them any further.

After dinner, they gathered in the living room to chat. Isabella found it a bit suffocating and decided to go out to the garden to get some fresh air. She particularly wanted to avoid her uncle's family, especially Chloe.

She was no longer afraid of Chloe, but it didn't mean she didn't dislike her. Her physical revulsion at Chloe was now etched into her DNA.

"Isabella, you're quite something now, not afraid of me anymore. Do you really think that just because you have Emanuele, I won't dare to bully you?" Chloe's voice suddenly came from behind Isabella.

This made Isabella's body involuntarily tense up.

Chloe was truly relentless. She had even followed Isabella to the garden. Isabella turned to look at Chloe and said, "Of course, you wouldn't dare. You don't know what Emanuele is capable of."

Seeing Isabella so calm and no longer displaying the fear she used to feel in Chloe's presence, it was as if her own slave had escaped her control. This infuriated Chloe immensely.