Chapter 87 Mafia’s Traitor
"He wouldn’t like it. You know what happened in the past," Mason explained. "Sapphire was like a time bomb and a gem at the same time. They can use her or dispose of her."
Use her? Dispose of her? What the hell.
I glared at him and raised an eyebrow.
"Sapphire isn’t something they can claim or dispose of." I clenched my fists, feeling a sudden anger. "I won’t let that happen, Mason. You know what I’m capable of, so for god’s sake, trust your sister."
If he weren’t Sapphire’s brother, I probably would’ve punched him already.
"I trust her, but not you," he said without hesitation.
Well, that’s understandable.
I just shrugged before typing a text to Sapphire.
[How are you, love? Sorry to keep you waiting. I’ll be there soon.]
She’s online but hasn’t looked at my messages. I don’t know if she’s okay.
When I researched pregnancy, I learned it wasn’t easy. Maybe she’s experiencing symptoms or something.
"I can’t wait anymore, damn it." I stood up and tried to open the door, but it was locked

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