Taken By The Mafia Lord

"She found the weapons that none of them could tell its whereabouts, that's enough achievement for me," Marcel defended her fiercely while Adele looked at him, tears filling her eyes.

It took every willpower in Adele not to let the tears fall. It was weird but lately, she was getting emotional at the smallest thing. However, she was truly touched by what Marcel did for her. He was the only one to have defended her this much amid what she had done. Even her half-siblings had never stood up for her this way and thought their fathers hated each other and they should be enemies.

"I guess there is room for second chances," Daniel said and Marcel raised a brow. He didn't fight him on this one? What was he up to or perhaps he still wanted his son to preserve his position after all? Marcel didn't trust him one bit. In one way or the other, Daniel was going to cash in on this.

"And the last issue of the day, how do we deal with Elijah?" Robert raised it.

And the room became heated once more in conversation as everyone deliberated on a course of action.

Cindy raised her hand and the noise quieted down, "He killed one of our own, I suggest he dies as well. An eye for an eye." She suggested smugly while staring at Adele.

Thanks to Elijah, she received a restraining order from her family and was termed a stalker. Since she wasn't able to make Elijah hers, Cindy preferred to have him dead rather than him being kept alive and stand the chances of getting together with Adele.

Cindy knew that Elijah and Adele were lovers and she would give anything in the world to see the look on her face when her lover is executed right in front of her. Would she keep on her icy mask or would it finally crack? She was enthusiastic to see it happen.

Adele didn't dare to put in any suggestion knowing the wolves in sheep's clothing were waiting for an opportunity to pounce on her. However, she wasn't comfortable with the idea of them putting Elijah to death. She was carrying his baby for heaven's sake! What was she going to tell her unborn child? That she had sat and done nothing while they plotted the death of its father?

She was close to squirming in her seat, however, the arrogance Cindy exuded gave her the courage to stay still. Adele knew that she couldn't show weakness now else her family was going to eat her alive. Marcel was right, they can't know about the baby. At least, not for now.

"I'll say give him the chance of a trial. it's the brother to the head of the commission that we're dealing with here and a war with the Draven family wouldn't be easy and detrimental to us." Victor advised them.

Looking down at Cindy, he continued, "And perhaps the next time we call an important meeting like this, children shouldn't be invited."

All eyes were on Cindy which made her face heat up with embarrassment while her father, Benjamin scratched the back of his head, ashamed. Why were his children such a big disgrace?

Seeing the condescending look from Victor, Cindy had no choice but to shut her mouth and mind her business.

"That sounds like a good idea," Carmine supported her son, "Jumping head first into a war is not good for business." She was proud of her son's wisdom. He made his momma proud.

"Then we invite Elijah over," Marcel inputted. As much as he hated Elijah's ass, killing him just like that without an explanation did not sit right with him for strange reasons. Somewhere deep down inside of him, Marcel knew it was because of Arianna - this was the reason that she kept Elijah's identity from him in the first place.

Even though Marcel was beginning to understand why she did it, it didn't mean that she had forgiven him. Had she told him on time, he would have solved it another way that wouldn't require him being killed or brought to trial. He would have thought of something for her sake.

Perhaps, he would have turned a blind eye or forged his identity just so the case could be closed; only if he was repentant. But now, Elijah had to face the music the hard way and it was on her.

"As if he is going to come knowing it's his slaughter," Robert found the idea laughable.

"Which is why the invitation would go to his brother and the head of the commission, Eric. He needs to be aware of the crimes his brother committed and perhaps, we can come to a settlement," Marcel said and not even Robert could refute it. Instead, he cleared his throat awkwardly, turning the other way.

Daniel chortled, his son put the fool in his place. But Marcel glared at him. What was funny? He must take delight in other people's misery.

"The only settlement we would accept is him handing his brother over!" Benjamin made his own suggestion, feeling left out in the conversation.

"And if he doesn't hand Elijah over? What are we going to do? Start a war with the commission? Are you going to be at the front line of the battle? If you are, then I suggest we get rid of these formalities and kill Elijah right away." Carmine spit at Benjamin with a ferocity that made him unable to say and just stared at her open mouth.

Everyone at the table went dead silent while Victor fought the urge to laugh out loud. At least someone just got a piece of his mother's mind and it felt honestly good. Now Benjamin knows why he too rarely gets on the woman's bad side.

As if she didn't just speak down to Benjamin, Carmine fluffed her hair, turning to the others with a sweet smile all of them knew better than to trust, "Anything else?"

"As a matter of fact, yes," Daniel said right away and the ominous clouds gathered once again.