Chapter 181 I'll Be Sending Myself To An Early Grave

• “You are stupid to think you can steal from me and live.” Andre Cordel roared from his seat while the others watched.
• April was dressed in male clothing and standing beside Lydia who watched the execution of one of her husband’s men. It had been a while since something like this happened in the Cordel mafia family.
• She had almost forgotten how cruel her husband could be with the presence of April who secretly warmed her bed since their arrival in North City. Andre returned in the early hours of the day, almost catching her in the act with her supposed cousin.