Chapter 535. Making Up

Lucien

The Mafia Don was drunk.

He had gone over the scenario in his mind, over and over again and he knew that he had let his jealousy, that poison that invaded his mind, get the better of his feelings. It had clouded his judgment and he had once again, had reacted like a fool.

He had accused his Woman, the person who had stood with him through thick and thin.

Scowling and cursing, at his stupidity, he threw the tumbler across the room. Gustav moved silently and he indicated with a grunt that he wanted another drink. The silent man glanced at him warily but did not try to stop him. Loyal he might be but like everyone else, he was terrified of the Boss. And word had spread about how he had killed the siblings after having taken all the information he required from the hapless duo.

Had Schwartz been around, he would not only have prevented Lucien from drinking into a state of drunken oblivion, he would also have berated him for his fooli