Chapter 543 - Five Hundred And Forty-Four: The Mafia Gave Her A New Life (1/2)

The third point of view.

Maggie cried like a kid. She didn't know why but the moment Cecil smiled at her, she felt the weight and frustration of what she had been through overwhelm her and the next thing, she was bawling her eyes out. It was all too much.

Many had appraised her as a hero but Maggie was the only one who knew the demons she fought when alone and at sleep.

But this woman, Cecil, was the only one who came close to knowing. Cecil had been more than a friend and counselor, she had been a sister.

Although free, Maggie had not been truly happy. She failed Cecil, the woman had done everything she could to see that she - Maggie - could get a presidential pardon, but she failed it by escaping. Now, she would forever remain a criminal.

She failed Cecil. But who knew she would meet her here.

”I'm so sorry I failed you,” Maggie apologized profusely, ”I was supposed to go through trial and make you proud but instead I escaped -”

”Shhh, it's okay,” Cecil told her, wiping her tears away, ”You don't have to be guilty, I understand. Moreover, you wouldn't have made it to the trial anyway. Lucinda would have seen to it that you're dead no matter what,” she smiled at her assuredly, ”I'll rather you remain alive than you been cleared yet dead,”

Maggie sniffed, fighting to control the tears, ”I don't know how to thank you,”

”You don't need to thank me, you were my responsibility. But if you feel like doing so, you can start by thanking my soon-to-be husband....” Cecil turned her to Emerald, ”He's the one who saw to it that you're alive,” there was proudness in her tone.

The instant Maggie's eyes connected with Emerald's, she shuddered and took a step back. The man was huge and emitted a bloodlust so suffocating she wondered if Cecil was in her right mind. Why was she marrying this demon?

”Oh please, stop scaring the poor woman,” Cecil rolled her eyes at the grim-looking Emerald. His arms were folded across his chest, his biceps bulging out of his shirt and he looked intimidating with his straight posture.

”This is my best look,” Emerald grumbled. He didn't like this woman, she was dangerously connected to Cecil emotionally. Anyone that posed a threat to his wife was not his friend.

”Not if you add a little smile?” She insisted.

And just like that, Emerald faked a smile as he stretched his hand for a handshake, ”Hi, I'm Emerald,” He said.

Maggie was still stunned by the scenario that played out - the giant listened to Cecil's command? - that she responded late. It wasn't until Cecil nudged her that she remembered what she was to do

”Oh right,” She accepted his hand nervously, ”I'm Maggie,”.

His big hands completely covered hers and it was firm. Although there was something else in the man's gaze, a warning or something. Maggie couldn't exactly tell. But she knew better than to mess up.

”And over there,” Cecil turned to Sakuzi who ignored their introduction all this while, busy playing games on his phone.

At first, Sakuzi dismissed games as petty excuses to squander time. However, Allen, his grandson, had been compelling and asked him to try it out. Before he knew it, Valentino played one round and the next and the next and now, he's addicted. Playing games is fun.

”Sakuzi....” Cecil whispered to the distracted man.

”Oh, right,” Sakuzi recovered and sat upright. Damn it, he was so close to shooting those damn villains down. Well, not really villains - his game character was a thug - but who cares? His aim was to achieve his missions. Now, he would have to begin afresh. Damn it.