Chapter 7
The moment Merla saw her father step out of the Maybach, she eagerly ran over. “Dad! It’s her! She smashed my car! And Harry even helped her!”
Her father frowned, glancing at me casually.
A second later, his expression changed drastically.
His gaze snapped back to me, filled with caution.
“Young lady, may I ask your name?”
I wore a faint smile, my tone lazy. “Nicole.”
He narrowed his eyes slightly as if trying to figure out who I was.
I intentionally left out my last name. As expected, he did not recognize it. After all, no one dared to address the Mafia Queen of the Genovese family, the head of the Four Major Mafia Families, by name alone.
“Ms. Nicole, my daughter claims that you smashed her car?”
I nodded leisurely. “That’s right.”
Merla’s father clearly did not expect such a straightforward response. His face stiffened for a brief moment. “What exactly did Merla do to offend you so badly that you had to smash her car in front of everyone?
“There’s a saying, Ms. Nicole, ‘Don’t humiliate people in public’. Surely, you understand that?”
Hah. How amusing.
Like father, like daughter. Their way of speaking was identical.
“Sir, perhaps you should first ask your daughter why she smashed my car.”
Merla rolled her eyes, her tone arrogant. “I smashed it, so what? What can you do about it? Don’t think that just because you have a few bodyguards with guns, you’re someone important. My dad has dined with Mafia bosses! Every family leader has to give him some respect!”
The air instantly froze.
Merla’s father turned deathly pale, looking as if he wanted to slap her right then and there.
Alas, Merla remained oblivious, even tilting her chin up proudly. “Dad, what are you waiting for? Make her pay up!”
Her father took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his rage, though his voice was already trembling. “Ms. Nicole, which car is yours?”
I casually pointed behind me. “That one. The old Ford.”
He followed my gesture. The moment his eyes landed on it, his entire body seemed to freeze. His mouth fell slightly open.
“The… Genovese family’s boss?!”
I let out a soft chuckle, glancing at Merla before replying slowly, “At least someone here has a good eye and recognized it immediately. Unlike your daughter, who spent twenty whole minutes trying to destroy it and still didn’t succeed.”
Merla still looked completely clueless, unable to understand why her father suddenly seemed so shaken.
In her father’s mind, he was already scrambling.
Genovese… A name with absolute power. The one who had just taken over was a woman, too…
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The moment he put the pieces together, all the color drained from his face. His body swayed as if he was about to collapse, barely able to stand.
His eyes, filled with terror, locked onto me. Even his voice trembled. “Ms. Nicole… M-may I know your last name?”
I smiled even wider, snapping my fingers lightly. “Genovese.”
He staggered, nearly falling to his knees if not for his driver catching him just in time.
Merla, completely oblivious to the impending disaster, clung to his arm, shaking him nonstop. “Dad, what’s wrong with you? Say something! What Genovese Mafia Queen? She’s just a minor boss! What’s there to be scared of?”
The moment those words left her mouth, the entire room fell into dead silence.
Even her father’s driver looked like he had seen a ghost.
Smack!
A sharp slap landed across Merla’s face.
She was stunned, clutching her cheek in disbelief as she stared at her father.
“Dad… You hit me?”
Merla’s father looked ghastly pale, his eyes were filled with utter despair.
Stiffly, he turned. With a heavy thud, he fell to his knees before me, pressing his forehead to the ground, his voice shaking uncontrollably.
“Noble Queen, it was my failure as a father that led to this offense. I beg you, please have mercy on Merla just this once. I swear, I will personally make her pay for her foolishness today!”
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