The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover (Evelyn and Axel) novel Chapter 308

Chapter 308: They Are Smart!

They hurriedly walked toward Axel’s office.

"What do you think this is about?" Dylan whispered.

"Either Natalie Martinez," Collins replied quietly, "or something much worse."

Dylan swallowed. "Is it worse?"

Collins smiled faintly. "There is always worse."

They stopped in front of the door to each other before Collins knocked once, then twice.

"Enter," Axel said calmly from inside.

They exchanged one last glance.

Neither of them looked reassured as they stepped forward, knowing that whatever awaited them behind that door was about to change the tone of their entire day.

When they stepped in together, Axel was already seated in the seating area as if waiting for them, sleeves rolled neatly to his elbows. His gaze lifted slowly, pinning both of them in place.

"Come and sit. Both of you."

Axel did not bother looking up as he spoke. His eyes were glued to his cell phone, his thumb scrolling slowly, as if each word on the screen carried weight.

"Five PM. My office!"

Collins and Dylan exchanged a glance before quietly taking their seats across from him.

The silence stretched.

Then the expression on Axel’s face shifted.

The calm, unreadable look on his face darkened, his jaw tightening as he read the last line of the message. Without a word, he locked the screen and placed the phone on the desk with deliberate force.

"Five PM. My office," he muttered, more to himself than to them.

Neither Collins nor Dylan dared to ask what that message was about.

Axel finally lifted his gaze and fixed it on Collins. He did not speak. He simply stared.

Collins felt a chill crawl up his spine. He straightened his back instinctively, resisting the urge to swallow too loudly.

Before the tension could suffocate the room, Dylan cleared his throat. "Boss," he asked carefully, "is everything all right?"

Axel’s eyes never left Collins. "Collins," he said at last, his voice low and sharp, "is there any movement from Martinez?"

Collins exhaled quietly before answering.

"No, sir. So far, they have not made any visible moves. They are unusually quiet. It feels like they are waiting for something, but I have not figured out what yet." He paused. "They know we are watching them. They are being cautious."

Axel leaned back slightly, his brows drawing together as if deep in thought.

"Do you know what they are waiting for?" Dylan asked, glancing between the two men.

Collins shook his head.

"I do not have a clear answer." He hesitated, then continued, "However, Natalie Martinez has suddenly disappeared. She has not shown up at her office or her usual residences. The last location I traced was the Martinez family estate. After that, nothing. No phone usage. No emails. No online activity. She vanished completely."

Axel’s hand tightened into a fist.

"They silenced her," he said flatly.

Collins was surprised to hear that, "You mean Blake Martinez?" he asked.

Axel gave him a look that made the answer obvious.

"Well," Collins muttered, scratching his jaw, "that explains that woman’s silence."

Dylan could not help himself. "Wow. Blake Martinez is really heartless," he said, clicking his tongue. "Isn’t Natalie his only daughter?"

Collins snorted. "Only daughter, yet treated like a disposable asset. Rich families really have their own definition of love."

"At least now we know where Natalie gets her charming personality from," Dylan added dryly.

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