The Mafia Prince And His Reincarnated Nemesis
Chapter 64: The Dinner!

Chapter 64: The Dinner!

Fabio had just returned from the States after finishing some important tasks that were related to the Ivanov company and also the family.

He tiredly walked into the house as the butler followed him behind.

"Welcome back home, young master" he lowered his head.

"Thank you, where is my mother?" He asked.

"She left the house a few hours ago. I’m sure she has heard about your return and will be returning soon" the old man answered calmly.

Fabio heard what the butler said and decided to use the opportunity to check his mother’s office. He has been looking for a chance to do that but hasn’t found one.

His mother was always around her office, keeping everything safe. He smiled at the butler and tapped his shoulder gently.

"Thank you. I’ll find my way upstairs"

The butler nodded and watched Fabio climb the stairs as if he was in a hurry. He didn’t suspect anything, so he turned around and continued his task.

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Fabio slowly approached his mother’s office. He looked around thrice before grabbing the door handle. He exhaled deeply before pushing himself inside. He closed the door behind him and slowly looked around.

The office was large, and it had a lot of documents around. But, the important documents are kept in the safe.

He knelt in front of the safe and looked at the keypad on the safe.

"What the hell is her passcode? Should I just put anything? What if it’s connected to her phone? Shit!"

His trembling fingers decided to push any number on the keypad.

’3030’

Incorrect passcode! The safe read-out.

He brushed his fingers into his hair and wanted to try again when he heard an engine rumbling outside. He peeped through the window and saw a car parked outside.

"She’s back?" He let out a groan and rushed out of the office. He calmed himself and looked back at the office.

’One day, I’ll find out what you’re hiding, Mother!’

He walked down the stairs to welcome his mother, but he froze when he saw someone else.

"Don’t worry, I’ll leave after the dinner. I don’t have any luggage in my car..." The person spoke calmly to the maids who came to her.

"Viola?" Fabio called.

The lady with blonde hair and blue eyes turned her head to look at Fabio. She frowned and looked away from him.

She held onto her handbag and entered the living room. Fabio followed her immediately.

"Viola, I didn’t know you were going to visit," he said.

Viola still ignored him and sat on a couch. Fabio sat close to her and touched her hair. She immediately slapped his hands off her hair.

"Don’t fucking touch me, you pervert", She yelled at him.

Fabio didn’t flinch or react to what she said. He just smiled at her. After all, she’s Eduardo’s twin sister. She looked just like the female version of Eduardo.

"Don’t be upset with me, Viola. I’m just too excited to see you" he took her hair again in his hands and sniffed it.

Viola clenched her fist angrily, holding back her anger. She wouldn’t have come here if her father hadn’t summoned her. After all, she left the family as soon as her brother died.

He died in an accident and his body was never found. That was what her stepmother told her. Her brother was gone, just like that.

No trace of his accident or his body. Her father also didn’t even bother to search for his son, since he has another son to take over from him.

She was furious. But, the person who lost his mind after receiving the news about his death, was Fabio.

He refused to eat for a whole month and almost killed himself, thinking he would be with Eduardo if he died. His mother had to lock him up in an empty room just so he wouldn’t hurt himself, but he would still hurt himself one way or the other.

A few months after he starts to regain himself, he starts clinging onto Viola, calling her Eduardo. He even chopped her hair in her sleep, just so she would look more like Eduardo.

Viola was aware of Fabio’s obsession with her brother; that’s the reason her stepmother had to get rid of Eduardo. She also used the opportunity to make her son the heir of the family by slowly killing their father.

Viola knew all of this but didn’t care. She was saved by her mother’s younger sister and was taken away from the Ivanov family. She changed her last name, abandoning the Ivanov name. She doesn’t have anyone to protect anyway.

Now, she’s back in this family.

’That old man will die soon, I know that’s why he called for me. If not, I wouldn’t be sitting here with this... Pervert!’

She stood up and glared at Fabio who was holding onto her.

"I’m not Eduardo"

"I know" he replied.

"Then, why do you keep clinging to me? Have you forgotten that I am your step-sister?"

"Of course, I haven’t forgotten. But you’re not my real sister. You remind me of him, so much. The hair... The eyes... Everything" he sniffed his hand, that he used to touch her hair and moaned loudly. She frowned in disgust

"If you miss him so much, ask your mother why she killed him. Don’t ever touch me. You disgust me" She walked away. She was about to climb the stairs when the door opened, and Lady Ivanov walked in. Viola paused and glared at her.

The woman who killed her brother.

"Miss Viola, are you going to see the master? He must be asleep now" the butler said.

"Don’t worry, I’m going to find somewhere to rest. I’m going to puke if I stay here and watch these disgusting people. Once it’s time for dinner, call for me" she replied and walked away.

Lady Ivanov frowned. She really didn’t want Viola to return to the house. It’ll remind her son of Eduardo, who was claimed to be dead, and also, Viola only insults her and glares at her with those evil eyes of hers.

"Mother, Viola said you killed Eduardo. Is it true?"

She heard Fabio’s voice from the living room and walked towards him. She touched his face and changed her voice to a pitiful one.

"Oh, darling. Do you think I’ll kill Eduardo? I’m your mother and he’s also my son. There’s no way I would kill him" She spoke softly.

Fabio held his mother’s hand on his face and a grin appeared on her face.

’I knew it. There’s no way he’ll ever go against me. He’s my son after all’

He suddenly pulled her hand off his face.

"I don’t trust you mother. However, if I find out you had something to do with my Eduardo’s death, I’ll chop off these hands and use your body as a sacrifice to appease his soul," He threatened as his grip around his mother’s hands tightened.

Lady Ivanov flinched seeing the death gaze that was fixed on her. She winced in pain, trying to pull her hand from her son’s grip.

She managed to free her hand and looked at the redness he caused.

"How can you believe her words? Eduardo died in an accident!"

"I’ll know the truth. Just wait" he frowned and walked away from her.

"Curses! How can he grab me like that? He’s reminded of that boy again. Maybe, I gave the Rossis siblings too much time to prepare. I’ll have to get him back and lock him up so he won’t see the sunlight and the darkness of the night ever again" She groaned in pain, still touching her hand.

It was just 3pm. Four hours left before dinnertime.

Everyone remained in their rooms till it was time. The butler went to the master’s room to prepare him to leave the room before dinner.

He was sick and because of that, he hasn’t been able to leave the room for years. His left leg was paralysed, making him unable to move. He tried to use a walking stick but he was unable to move properly.

He could only move with a wheelchair.

"Master, everyone is present for dinner"

"That’s good" he replied with a weak voice.

The butler helped him wear his dress properly.

"Master, what do you intend to tell them today? Are you going to ask the young master to be your heir?"

"This old man will die soon. My body grows weaker by the day and I’m sure I’m nearing my end"

"Master, please don’t say that. You have to be alive"

"Haha! Don’t try to make me feel alright, butler. I’ll be happy to see my children for the last time before I draw my last breath" he said and walked slowly to the wheelchair. The butler wore a worried look on his face.

"Shall we head now to the dining table? I can’t wait to see my children’s faces" he wore a smile on his wrinkled face.

As the Ivanovs were preparing to eat dinner, there was another drama happening in the Diabolos house.

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"You have ten seconds to take your guest out of this house, or there’ll be a dead body!" Marcello’s angry voice echoed around the house.