Exposed to the CEO Behind the Mafia Mask (by Silver Spoon) novel Chapter 524

Chapter 524: Chapter 120 Grandfathers Hidden Empire

Lila’s POV

The entire week rushed by in a chaotic haze. Anxiety gnawed at me as I waited to hear what my brother needed to tell me about the Sullivan family operations.

Today was the day Beckett would arrive and finally explain everything about our grandfather’s underground empire, but I’d already made up my mind about what to do, regardless of what he said. When my phone lit up with my father’s name, a smile automatically spread across my face.

"Dad!" I answered with genuine happiness.

"My sweet girl! Beckett mentioned you’ve been concerned about the family situation," he said, worry evident in his voice.

"These sudden changes in the organization caught me off guard."

"Listen to me, darling. Trust your brother. Beckett would move heaven and earth to keep you safe from the other families." He wasn’t telling me anything I didn’t already know – my brother would sacrifice himself for me without hesitation.

"I do trust him. Are you coming to New York today too?"

"No, Beckett will stay there for several days to handle territorial matters. I need to manage things with our legitimate businesses." He paused. "Lila, be vigilant. Claire is spiraling out of control since learning about grandfather’s true legacy."

"I’m terrified of her, Dad. And what she might do to secure her position."

"I know, sweetheart. I’ve hired someone reliable to monitor her movements. We’ll know immediately if she leaves our territory. Still, stay alert – I can’t bear the thought of her orchestrating something against you again."

"What about the annulment proceedings with the Commission?"

"That’s precisely why she’s livid. Beckett helped me secure the family assets before filing with the Council. All I have now are the legitimate front businesses and some clean cash accounts. She’ll only get the restaurant chain, and she’s furious. I’m hoping that once the money flow from the laundering operations stops, Justin might finally decide to contribute something worthwhile to the organization, considering he abandoned his training in the family business ages ago."

"I can imagine her rage. But I doubt Justin will ever amount to anything in this life."

"Exactly why you need to be careful until this power struggle settles."

Someone called for my father in the background – likely one of his lieutenants. We said goodbye, and his words echoed in my mind – to be careful until things settled down. But when would that be in our world?

Later that day, Beckett and his wife arrived at Thorne Corporation with Daniel, using the legitimate business as cover for our family meeting.

"Look at my little sister, all grown-up behind that executive desk, learning the clean side of operations," Beckett teased.

I couldn’t help but smile. I hadn’t expected him to come to the Thorne offices, thinking he’d go straight to the safe house apartment.

"I am grown-up!" I stood to embrace him, inhaling the familiar scent of expensive cologne and danger that always surrounded my brother.

"Not quite. Standing next to Daniel, you look even smaller." My brother laughed as I playfully swatted his arm in mock offense, though we both knew size meant nothing in our world – it was about intelligence and ruthlessness.

Before heading to the secure location, we went out for dinner at one of the family’s protected restaurants. Jude and Sybilla joined us, making for an evening filled with conversation, laughter, and the kind of enjoyment that could only happen when surrounded by trusted allies. By the meal’s end, Jude and Sybilla had convinced Beckett and his wife to visit one of the family-owned nightclubs the following night, and all four were trying to persuade Daniel and me to join them.

We returned to Daniel’s fortified penthouse late. Beckett acknowledged my anxiety and asked if I wanted to discuss family business, but I decided it was better to wait until morning when our minds would be clearer for such serious matters.

Nevertheless, I was awake at first light the next day, old habits from a childhood in a dangerous world dying hard.

"Still rising with the roosters, sis?" Beckett appeared in the kitchen doorway, wearing an impeccably tailored suit that probably cost more than most people’s cars.

"Old habits die hard. That’s a new suit, isn’t it?" I pointed out, recognizing the Italian craftsmanship.

"Like it? I’m looking pretty intimidating for the meeting with the other families today, right?" I laughed; my brother was both devastatingly handsome and deadly serious about his image in the organization.

"You’re intimidating regardless, brother." I hugged him around his waist. "I’ve missed you so much."

"Missed you too, but you’re thriving here under Daniel’s protection. This arrangement suits you." He squeezed me tighter, and I felt the subtle bulge of his shoulder holster.

"I agree completely," Daniel said, entering the kitchen, which suddenly felt cramped with these two powerful men who commanded respect in their respective territories. "I want a hug too."

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