Page 52 of Emilia: The Final Psychopath

“Your dress,” I sulked, looking at the glittering diamonds around her throat before I added. “And your tits.”

I put my hand on her belly before I glanced at the senator. He had a meeting in a hotel room due to take place in half an hour, which was my window of opportunity. I felt a presence behind me that made the hair on my neck stand up. When I glanced back I saw Alejandro, his wife and his parents coming towards us, making my jaw drop down. Emilia patted my hand and stood up to greet her family.

What the fuck was he doing here?

I plastered a fake smile on my face before I stood up. Emilia had taken her Grandmother to the side, but before I could see anything else, Alejandro slapped my back so hard that I stumbled forward.

“See, I told you he would be happy to see us, Pet,” he said to his wife.

I glanced around and couldn't see Emilia or her grandparents.

I gave them a tight smile.

“It’s always good to see you,Dad,” I said as I patted his shoulder.

His instant scowl gratified my petty need to fuck with him. They were dressed up for the event, but Emilia’s mother looked stunning in her dark red dress. I smiled at the thought of my Angel looking just as elegant in twenty years' time.

Alejandro suddenly stood in front of me.

“Why are you smiling like that at my wife?” he demanded.

“I was picturing my wife looking just as elegant in the future,” I said, poking my head around to give Serafina a slightly less creepy smile.

Alejandro grunted but didn't say anything.

“What’s with the surprise visit?” I asked before I pulled a chair out for Serafina.

Alejandro yanked it out of my hand, and Serafina muttered something to her husband that I couldn't hear. But Alejandro nodded and glanced over to me with a fake smile.

“We are here to help you with your little ah-operation,” he said before he sat beside his wife.

My stomach dropped before it churned to make me feel sick, and I quickly glanced at Serafina in apprehension. She shook her head at Alejandro.

“Emilia told us everything, and we came to help. We are family now, Cyrus,” she said with a soft smile that reminded me of Emilia.

I swallowed back some unnamed emotion, and I turned to the Senator. It didn't surprise me that Valeria and Harrison were talking to him, but I froze when I saw Emilia next to him. I quickly stood up, but Alejandro grabbed my arm.

“I know what my daughter is capable of. So you will sit your ass down until she is done.”

My right eye twitched rapidly before I ground my teeth together with a combination of frustration and rage.

I really hated this cunt.

Chapter 43

Emilia

My grandmother was an expert liar. She had the slimy bastard practically eating out of her hand. I poured the amanitin into his glass. Cyrus had ensured that none of the cameras were able to save any recordings, but I’d switched the carpark and the ballroom cameras off completely.

“Yes, your father often golfed with me,” my grandfather added. “They don't have men like him anymore.”

I almost gagged because his father had been another corrupt politician.

“I’m sorry, Senator, please excuse me. I believe my husband is trying to get my attention,” I said as I glanced at Cyrus’s furious expression.

“Of course. I’m happy to speak to your grandparents, but I must speak to your husband shortly. He is causing waves by breaking into the biomedical field,” he said as he took my hand.

He rubbed his fingers along my palm.

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