Married to Mafia Boss novel Chapter 79

Chapter 79

Alia POV

I didn’t want to have anything to do with Gabriel, so I remained seated without moving. But I don’t want to listen.

Do you believe I can make Marco crawl out of here tonight? Gabriel threw out this threat with a cold smile, then turned to leave.

You Gabriel’s threat instantly shattered my confidence. Knowing his character–that he would do whatever he threatened–I couldn’t imagine what he might do to Marco. I didn’t dare risk Marco’s safety, so I reluctantly followed him against my better judgment.

The ballroom was on the second floor, and there was a balcony next to the lounge area where the lighting wasn’t very good. Gabriel had clearly chosen the spot in advance, which is why he brought me here.

I looked around. Although the balcony was dimly lit, people occasionally passed by outside. Gabriel probably wouldn’t dare to do anything to me

Gabriel turned to look at me, scanning me up and down. “Alia, you look beautiful today.”

His self–proclaimed charming words only made me feel disgusted.

I wanted to turn and leave, but I worried that Gabriel might actually do something to Marco. So I could only respond with coldness, not even willing to look him in the eye.

Seeing my coldness, Gabriel’s anger flared up again. He sneered, “Marco is nothing but the CEO of a small Cortez Technologies. Many people could crush him under their feet. Don’t naively think that just because he brought you to this gala, he’s part of high society.”

I never thought being part of high society was something special. I only wanted to live a peaceful life, away from scheming, away from betrayal, away from all the painful memories of the past–just living quietly with Marco.

Seeing that I didn’t argue back, Gabriel thought I was beginning to waver, so he pressed on more forcefully. “You should know that after Red Scorpion Group announced they would no longer cooperate with Cortez Technologies, many companies became unwilling to work with them. Why? Because Cortez Technologies can never compare to Red Scorpion Group. Marco will always be crushed under my foot.”

I didn’t care whether Marco had a company or not. Regardless of his status outside, I only knew that Marco was my husband.

Even if what Gabriel said was true–that Cortez Technologies couldn’t compare to the Castro family by a long shot–so what?

In my heart, Marco’s character and knowledge surpassed Gabriel’s by far more than just a long shot.

I still ignored him. Gabriel realized I wasn’t moved by his words; I simply didn’t want to engage with him. He clenched his fists and sneered, “Do you know that your sister Maria has also come to Pertano? Your father sent for her.”

Hearing that name I had tried so hard to forget, my heart tightened painfully. The past uncontrollably resurfaced before my eyes.

I still remembered that day when my sister, crying like a fountain, knelt down begging for my forgiveness. She said she shouldn’t have had a relationship with Gabriel, and especially shouldn’t have let both sets of parents find out,

Gabriel’s parents and my father couldn’t see the pain in my heart; they all rushed to protect my sister.

I don’t remember exactly what they said, but 1 do remember one sentence from Gabriel’s mother: “Maria, you’re pregnant now. Even if you don’t care about your own body, you must think of the child.”

At that moment, I belatedly realized that my sister was carrying my fiance’s child.

Unconsciously, I gripped the wedding dress design sketch I had just completed. I had wanted to give Gabriel a surprise, but instead, they gave me a big *surprise.

Somehow after that, I became known as the shameless woman who stole her sister’s fiancé, I was vilified online, had my personal information exposed, and couldn’t even leave my house.

Chapter 79

“I know you probably don’t want to see her, but you are blood sisters. You can’t avoid her forever.” Knowing this was a painful wound for me, Gabriel kept ruthlessly tearing it open.

“Sister? My sister died three years ago.” They could do such things behind my back and then frame me afterward. As far had no connection to me anymore.

If she didn’t treat me like a sister, why should I call her one?

as i was concerned, those people

“Your sister is dead to you?” Gabriel stared at me, sneering. ‘What about your mother? Is she also like your sister in your heart?”

He spoke extremely slowly, each word seeming laced with deadly poison. I felt a sharp pain in my heart and couldn’t utter a single word.

Gabriel continued, “After you left, your mother was devastated. She fell ill and has been bedridden for three years.”

Suddenly hearing that my mother had been bedridden for three years, I remembered how she used to stroke my head when I was little and say, “Our A the most sensible one. She’s been mother’s little darling since childhood, and will surely be even more caring when she grows up.”

I still remembered my mother’s helpless and heartbroken expression three years ago when I was framed.

My mother truly cared for me, but she had no choice. Weak and powerless, she could only sit there crying through the night.

Mother had begged my father not to pressure me, had begged Gabriel to leave us sisters alone, had begged the Castro family to leave me alone…

But even though my mother cried until her eyes were swollen and her voice hoarse, no one could help me.

I still left Montrano in a mess, fleeing far away.

Perhaps my mother fell ill because she felt she couldn’t even protect her own daughter, felt useless, and that’s why she became so ill.

I wouldn’t cry, but my heart ached so much that tears fell. That was my own birth mother, the mother who cherished me most. Even though she couldn’t stop anything back then, I still couldn’t blame her.

“You know the economic situation of the Rossi family. Your mother has been in the hospital for three years. If the Castro family hadn’t been supporting you from behind, could your family have afforded it?” Gabriel continued, each word like a blade stabbing into my heart.

For these three years, I deliberately avoided any news about the Rossi and Castro families, almost cutting off all connections with Montrano. That’s why I didn’t even know my mother was sick.

I could blame my father for being heartless and hate Maria, but I couldn’t bring myself to blame my own mother.

I tried my hardest not to cry, my body trembling slightly. Gabriel took the opportunity to embrace me, gently patting my back. “Alia, don’t be sad. You still have me through all of this, don’t you? No matter what, I will always be your solid support.”

Suddenly being held by Gabriel, I struggled to push him away, but he only held me tighter. Threatening words escaped his lips: “Alia, if you don’t behave, what will happen to your mother?”

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