The Mafia Prince And His Reincarnated Nemesis
Chapter 113: Awkward Reunion!

Chapter 113: Awkward Reunion!

Maria folded her lips into a thin line, trying not to show her anger. She was clearly getting mocked by Viola in front of everyone.

"Ah! Of course, I can’t get his affection since your brother is in the way. Please, hurry him and take him with you. I hope this time, you’ll hold onto him so he never. Gets. Back. Here." She also smiled as she spoke in a threatening tone.

Luca couldn’t stop the ladies in front of him from bickering. He raised his head to see Eduardo and grinned.

"He finally made a choice. Congratulations, you two. Miss Maria has finally separated her husband from his lover, and Miss Viola has finally found her brother," he said. They stopped arguing and looked at the staircase. Eduardo with his muscular chest and rough-looking blonde hair. He looked so effortlessly handsome and attractive, just like Viola.

Eduardo looked around for Luca, ignoring the gaze that was on him. Everyone kept mumbling.

"Who the heck is he? He’s so hot"

"Is he a servant here? Can’t we steal him and take him with us"

"That’s impossible. Don’t you recognise him? He’s Prince Marcello’s fuckboy... I mean, personal guard"

They murmured.

The old man saw him. From where he was standing, he glared at Philip.

"Why is that brat outside?"

"I’ll take him back to the room, Master," he said.

"Don’t worry about it. If we try to keep him away, the guests will get suspicious. I’ll deal with him myself later. Maybe this time, I’ll stab him in the chest to teach him his proper place" he gritted his teeth.

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Luca waved his hand, signalling Eduardo where he was.

Eduardo walked closer to him, handing his phone over to him.

"Here you go," he said.

"So, I guess you choose to meet your family," he said.

"Yes," he answered immediately.

Viola stood there, with her hands covering her mouth. She couldn’t believe she was standing in front of her brother.

Immediately, from nowhere Viola wrapped her hands around Eduardo. She started sobbing into Eduardo’s shoulder. He was confused, wanting to push her away, but he looked at Luca, smiling weirdly.

"Your. Sister" he mouthed.

Eduardo gently patted Viola’s back, hesitating to touch her. She was sobbing so hard that he didn’t know what to do.

He never knew how to treat girls, especially those related to him.

"Uhm..." He let out. Viola pulled back, but still not letting go of him.

"I heard you lost your memory, Eddy. But, I’m your older twin sister. I’m Viola" she spoke as tears kept flowing down her cheek.

The old man was witnessing what was happening in the hall. He almost forgot how to breathe.

Viola, had her hands wrapped around Eduardo. She was the same person that avoided other good-looking and wealthy men in the hall, few minutes ago.

"Philip, find out what’s happening and report to me immediately"

"Yes, Master". Philip walked into the crowd, getting close to hear what they were discussing.

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"Older sister?" Eduardo asked, shocked. He thought he would be the eldest, judging by his huge body. He awkwardly scratched the corner of his head. "It’s good to see you" he responded.

"Thank you for coming back to us, Eddy," she said and finally let go of Hun, staring at Luca.

"And you. Since we’ve dealt with this, let’s waste no time and head back to Russia" she said.

"Yes, Miss Viola. I can’t wait to go back and see that old hag one last time" Luca grinned from ear to ear, referring to Charlotte.

"We are gathering too much attention. I don’t want anyone taking pictures of my brother, so let’s leave already"

"Brother? Your brother? Have you forgotten his mine too, Vivi?" Fabio walked in from nowhere. They all diverted their gaze elsewhere, to Fabio.

Maria shot her mouth wide open.

’That man is the famous prince of Ivanov family, yet he was referring to Eduardo as his... brother? Did he... did he just call that slave his brother? Is this a glitch? No... Is that a mistake?’

Viola grabbed Eduardo’s wrist, pulling him close to herself.

"Stay away Fabio. I found him first"

"Of course you did and you won. Congratulations. But, aren’t I allowed to say hi to my little brother?" He asked, with a grin.

Philip heard those words and went back to the old man.

"Master, we have a problem" he said.

"What is it? Is a fight going to break out? Take the reporters out of here and make sure no one takes pictures of what’s currently happening-"

"It’s not that, master. Apparently, the slave... He’s the younger sibling of those two. Fabio Ivanov and Viola Hill"

"What? How is that even possible?" He held himself back from yelling.

"I have no idea, master. It’s my fault. After receiving those information from about him, we should have checked to confirm that slave’s real identity" Philip lowered his head.

"This could lead to a conflict between both families. We turned the youngest son of Ivanov into a slave. No, it’s not our fault. We must cover things up before it escalates. Hurry up and take those people out of this hall. This is my son’s party and they are ruining it with their presence!"

"Yes, master" Philip nodded and walked away immediately.

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Fabio, who had gotten even closer to Viola and Eduardo, slipped his hands into his pockets. His cheek has flushed red, just thinking about the fact that Eduardo was alive and well.

He tilted his head to see him behind Viola.

"I’m your older brother, Eddy! I’ve waited so long to meet you. You have no idea" he said, wrapping his hands around himself like a maniac.

Eduardo furrowed his eyebrows, staring at Fabio. He doesn’t know what to believe. He’s hiding behind Viola like a child and Fabio over there, was staring at him just the same way Bruno always stare at Marcello.

Those kind of obsessive eyes.

"You’ll take no further step or speak to my brother. We’re leaving, Eddy" she said, grabbing his wrist. They were about to leave with Luca when Marcello appeared out of the blue. They froze as he was standing in front of entrance.

"Ha. Honoured guests, where are you going? The party is yet to be over"

"I’m leaving with my brother. Do you think you can stop me, Marcello Diabolo?"

"I don’t care if you leave, but there’s no way I’ll allow you take my Eddy out from this manor" he grinned, slipping his hands into his wet black hair.

Viola gritted her teeth.

’Tsk! This psychopath!’