Chapter 130 - One Hundred And Thirty.

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"Hello, Angelo," his uncle's flooded through his ears in Italian. of course he was going to use his home language and not English. He was trying to show him how he has still not given up his culture.

"Uncle," Angelo said in return. "if you could hurry with whatever you wanted to say, I would like to get back to various things that are more important and need my attention."

"Ah, I understand." He said. "what are various other works would that be?"

Angelo smiled a little. It was fun to think that is uncle thought that he was going to answer those questions. He was not afraid anymore and he knew what to say and whatnot.

"If there is nothing of importance, I would like to hang up." He said instead. The immediate voice of his panicked uncle was heard.

"It would only take a few moments of your time." He hurriedly said. "I wanted to talk about your recent expansion. I want to discuss a few things regarding it with you."

Now the real matter had come up to the surface. And you wonder how daft he was considered by his uncle that he would just bubble out classified information.

"What is the recent expansion?" He asked, appearing to be completely nonchalant. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

Marcus chuckled a bit. "Ah, son, I think you do." He then changed his tone. "What makes you think that I don't know about your recent expansion of business to Chicago and Miami. I am well aware of it and everything that is happening inside your organisation."

"My organisation, which is correct." Angelo mused. "and you just agreed having been a well aware of what happens in my organisation which is because you shouldn't be that means I have a traitor."

"I am going to fucking gut that traitor and make it an example for everybody else who would even think of spying on my family."

Marcus was breathing harshly and Angelo heard it loud and clear from the phone. The man was losing it, just like Angelo and expected him to.

"You watch your tone boy!" He wanted Angelo. "I am your elder—"

"Who instead of asking what is going on, chooses to soy on his son family." Angelo completed the statement for him. "I am well aware of who is telling you what. I am the Don for a goddamn reason."

That seemed to trigger Marcus. It always did.

"What makes you think you are better than all of us boy? You are the same field in the world That kills everyone else to be on top." His harsh words and curses had no effect on Angelo full stop he had heard the verse and endured much more than this.

"I'm glad that you realise what scum we are. but the only difference between you and me as I am coming from the top and your grovelling at the bottom." He pointed. "If you want to know what's going on talk and discuss with me instead of putting directors in my organisation because at the end of the day I will know who is giving you what."

"If you knew already why didn't you stop them. Why didn't you nip the bud in the beginning?"

"I wanted you to know," Angelo revealed. "No one knows about the silent expansion except those who had there more in my organisation, which you did because you know but no one is supposed to know."

Marcus was silent. He was probably completing on what to do. He was had practically outted himself.

"What are you going to do about it boy?" He taunted. "It's not like you can have me beaten up."

"Who knows what I can do," he lazily drawled out. "for all you know I have recorded this conversation for proof of your traitorous acts."

"Traitorous acts?!" His uncle immediately roared. "Do you have any idea what you're talking about?"

Angelo immediately spat back. "I wonder if you had any idea when you committed them. I don't want any involvement from your side in my organisation. if you wanted for yourself or your son you can ask me directly but if next time I find any more belonging to you, I swear to God I will do much worse then simply threatening you."

Angelo did not wait for his uncle's reply. He Hung upon him. I have no patience for any of his relative's antics. All they wanted was power but never had they were considered the responsibility that came with it.

Sighing, Angelo dialled another number.

"Boss, good evening." Antonio greeted as soon as he picked up the phone.

"Tell me how she is," directly cutting to the chase Angelo asked him. "Any improvements?"

As much as Antonio wanted to give him the good news,  he did not have any. The recovery could take time and to notice a difference at times it would take days and one day he had no good news for Donna's health to be given to the boss.

"I am afraid not. We are still monitoring her vitals frequently and there is not much change in a condition however by the end of the week, we could tone down the dose and take her out of the coma."

That sparked Angelo's interest immediately. That meant that his wife would be woken up by the end of the week hopefully. "So she can wake up."

"Yes she can," the doctor agreed. "But if her body allows doing so. It can go into a shock or a coma if not yet ready."

Angelo sighed, that was not good news. it was the same as before she would wake up whenever she wanted to.

He Hung up. There was nothing he wanted to hear now.

Angelo wanted something else now. He had so much of pent up frustration and anger that he just wanted to take it out on someone.

"Boss," Adriano knocked and came in when Angelo answered.. "The boss man from Chicago organisation is here."