She Married a Sterile Mafia Boss for One Year—Then the Doctor Said She Was Pregnant
Chapter 9
Richard moved first.
A car followed Isabella from the clinic.
Security intercepted it.
Two men escaped.
One was captured.
Adrian questioned him personally.
“Who hired you?”
The man said nothing.
Adrian placed a photograph on the table.
It showed Isabella.
Pregnant.
The man’s face changed.
Adrian leaned forward.
“Who?”
“Richard.”
Adrian closed his eyes.
“Where?”
The man gave an address.
An abandoned warehouse.
Adrian turned to his men.
“No guns.”
They stared at him.
“No guns?”
“I want him alive.”
Isabella grabbed his arm before he left.
“Don’t go alone.”
“I won’t.”
“Adrian.”
He looked at her.
“You promised me you wouldn’t become reckless.”
“I promised.”
“Then come back.”
He touched her forehead.
“I will.”
Hours later, the warehouse exploded into chaos.
Richard had anticipated them.
He had men positioned around the building.
But Adrian had anticipated Richard too.
The confrontation ended with Richard cornered inside an office.
“You could have inherited everything,” Adrian said.
Richard laughed.
“You had nothing to inherit while you were alive.”
“You changed my medical records.”
“Yes.”
“You tried to kill me.”
“Yes.”
“And now you want my child.”
Richard smiled.
“I want what should have been mine.”
Adrian’s face hardened.
“You were never my family.”
Richard laughed.
“Family?”
He pointed toward the door.
“You think Isabella loves you?”
Adrian didn’t answer.
Richard smiled.
“She married you for money.”
Adrian stepped closer.
“She stayed when she could have left.”
Richard’s smile faded.
“She’ll leave when she learns what you really are.”
Adrian looked at him.
“You don’t understand.”
Richard frowned.
“I finally have something worth protecting.”
