Abandoned Mafia Heiress Rises as a BillionaireChapter 1 Get Lost
"You're free to go."
The guard's cold voice echoed through the cold, gray walls as he unlocked my cell. The metal door opened, and I stepped into the blinding light outside.
Finally! I was released from the cage that kept me trapped for two long years. I still remember how I took the fall for my stepbrother, Luca Bianchi and served two years in this brutal prison.
Meanwhile, he was busy building and expanding his empire and playing the dutiful family man.
"I had to save my family's reputation," I whispered under my breath.
After giving it a long thought, the first thing I did after my release was to call home. I was eager to surprise them as I imagined their relief, and their happiness to hear from me again, but the response was…silence.
"Uncle, I'm out."
Before I could say more, the line went dead. Richard, my paternal uncle, my father's only brother had hung up on me. It was so unlikely of him.
My throat tightened and my stomach churned. The next moment I hailed a cab and headed straight for home. My heart was accelerating at the highest speed as I hoped that everything would be alright there.
When I reached there, I heard the whispering of voices. All of them were familiar yet cold, echoing through the front door.
My hand froze on the handle as I recognized Celestia—Luca’s wife—and my stepmother, Gracia's voice.
"Why is she returning home?" Celestia’s voice was cold, almost panicked. “Of all days, she had to get out today. I had something important to deal with."
Within seconds, my stepmother, Gracia's reply came. “It’s for the best. Don't worry, she won't be here for long. Now with records like her, she’ll even struggle to find a job. Nobody is going to accept her as a Mafia princess."
When I heard their icy words, it felt like a knife pierced my heart. My mother, who had died protecting this family’s legacy, had been replaced by a woman who was treating me as nothing more than a hindrance.
And my father… he would have killed Gracia if he would have been alive.
Meanwhile, Celestia’s voice turned more aggressive.“I’m not living with an ex-con. Let her fight for herself—she’s not my family."
My blood ran cold. The people who I thought would welcome me back were already conspiring to get rid of me.