#Chapter 42 Ruthless

Albert As I stood at the observation window, watching the surgeons working on Diane, my phone buzzed in my pocket. I glanced at it, seeing Ivan’s name flash across the screen. Mia looked up at me briefly. I offered her a smile before I stepped back from the window. She looked nervous until I sank into the seat and pulled out my phone. Then, she turned her gaze to her mother. I answered the call, my voice low. “Ivan, what’s the status?” “Boss, we have the situation under control, and I've sent the madame's things ahead,” Ivan reported. “What are your orders?...I think they've pissed off Sasha enough for the year." "I bet..." I clenched my jaw, the image of Mia’s bloodied and bruised face flashing in my mind. She had looked so terrified and desperate. I'd seen those fuckers manhandle her. The injuries that she'd had were probably more than the ones I saw. The fury that had been simmering inside me since I saw her like that threatened to boil over. And if I was as furiou