~~BELLA'S POV~~
"You know what? I'm not even sure if to call you a father or a traitor. Even traitors are better than you, as they would never sell their child just to pay off a loan," Uncle Alex scoffed, and fear, shock, and surprise were all over Tester's face.
"Ho…"
"How did we find out?" I cut him off and nodded.
"Well, that's none of your business... all you need to tell me is why you sold my sister off?" I said, trying to calm myself down, as something in my guts told me I am about to send someone to meet his maker.
" . . . "
Getting no reply from him made my blood boil. I had wished to do this for a long time, but without evidence and power, I knew it would be impossible. So I dedicated my time to my Mafia family, and yes, I did get what I have always wished for—power.
"I'll blow your head off if you don't open that trash you call a mouth," I said, bringing out my gun.
