The third point of view:

"You will be given two options and you will have to choose one: go and live forever abroad, you will be given a fake passport and smuggled out of the country or, you can choose to remain here, on the account that you change your features, " was Sakuzi's condition.

"Change my features?" Maggie muttered.

"Yes, surgically," Emerald supported.

Both women were stunned.

"Does she really have to do that?" Cecil asked concerned. Changing her features was equal to changing everything about her. Her identity and all.

"If she wants to stay here, yes. We busted her out, she can't be a liability to us else we might have....." Emerald faltered, realizing what she almost said.

"You'd have to end her," Cecil finished for him.

"We can mess with the Law, but to an extent," Emerald told her.

"No, he's right. You all helped me, I can't put you in danger. Moreover, I have another choice," Maggie reminded her, hoping Cecil doesn't take her husband's words the wrong way.

"What's your choice then," Sakuzi went straight to business - he couldn't wait to start his game.

"I'll stay here,"

"What?" Cecil was stunned by her decision. She was hoping Maggie would go far away and begin a new life. Not to mention that she would have to change everything about her if she stays.

She turned to Cecil, "I know you have good plans for me and a fresh start. But here or there, I would never recover. Taking a life? The guilt stays with you and never goes away,"

At that comment, Cecil and Emerald's eyes collided. How wouldn't she know Maggie's feelings when she stole a life as well. But then, hers would have been stolen if she hadn't done so. Life was eat or be eaten and she made her choice.

"You will have to change your -"

"I know." Maggie nodded, "And it's my decision. Every day I look at myself in the mirror and I hate the face I see staring back at -"

"None of what happened was your fault," Cecil told her firmly.

"I wouldn't have met Fernandez if I wasn't desperate for money,"

"You needed the money for your mother and Fernandez knew that, he gave you an offer you couldn't refuse," Cecil would not let her bear this guilt for the rest of her life.

"Let's not argue that, Cecil. This is my decision. And I want a new face anyway," Maggie shrugged.

"But -"

"Cecil," Emerald stopped her, squeezing her shoulder. She understood that gesture, he was urging her not to press Maggie. You can't save someone that doesn't want to be saved.

"However," Maggie added, staring Sakuzi straight in the eyes, "If I'm to remain in the country, I want to be a member of your mob,"

"Maggie!" Cecil shouted, but the woman stood straight, her eyes steeled with determination. She had made up her mind.

Sakuzi threw his head back and laughed as if he had seen this scene coming. He smirked at her, "The mafia life is not fit for a lady, especially one going into it full time. It would be tough,"

Maggie was not discouraged, "I never expected anything less than that. I'm here for serious business,"

Sakuzi raised his brows, "You could die,"

"Death is only the beginning of an unknown journey. Fernandez might be dead but there are probably other Fernandez's out there, probably a hundred of them, which is why I'm going to make it my life mission to eradicate them all. Let me be the sacrifice for the greater good," Maggie kneeled, "Make me your greatest assassin! your greatest weapon!"

Cecil was stunned, this was not how she predicted this meeting would go. Maggie was supposed to get her happy ending, not sacrifice herself. She didn't like this, but there was nothing she could do.

Silence stretched on as everyone waited for Sakuzi's decision. They all knew he was the one who held the final judgment.

"Sure," Was all he said, but it spoke volumes. Maggie's fate has been sealed and there was no changing it.

Relief spread over Maggie's face. She was accepted and soon her dreams would come true - she would save more souls from those wolves in sheep's clothing.

"Thank you, thank you so much!" Maggie was almost kneeling to the point of worshipping him but Sakuzi simply took his phone and left.

They've squandered much of his time already, the man grumbled as he zoomed off - that time should have been spent playing his precious game.

"Sakuzi," a voice interrupted him mid-game and the man swore. Damn everyone, why can't he get a moment to himself. It seems he would have to transfer power to Emerald faster than planned.

"What is it? Your reason better be good," It took everything in Sakuzi not to snap at him.

"Your step-granddaughter is here," Andrew announced to him, his eyes subtly shifting to Sakuzi's office. He had intentionally taken up this errand just to investigate the situation. Was Maggie okay?

"Hmm, step-granddaughter," He muttered under his breath, eyes glued to the screen of his phone, "Do I have a step-granddaughter?" he forgot.

"Isabella and her father. They're here to see you," Andrew informed him.

"Oh, that brat. What trouble has she caused this time? What mess does her father want us to help clean up?" he asked.

"I don't know -"

"That brat is here, old man, and you have something she needs," Isabella appeared in the passage, looking impassive.

"Tsk Tsk," Sakuzi clicked his tongue, "You haven't changed at all, still haven't learned how to respect elders," Sakuzi finally tore his gaze off the screen. Isabella always has a way of drawing his attention.

Isabella retorted, "I only respect elders who are old enough to walk with a cane,"

"You!" Sakuzi choked at the subtle insult from his so-called step-granddaughter. The girl was one of the few opportune to speak to him that way without getting her head cut off.

He turned to Andrew, "We have a new member, help her settle in and remind the others to tuck in their d*cks because this one ain't taking shit," Sakuzi told him, missing the way Andrew's gaze lit up at the information.

"Yes, sir," Andrew left to go fulfill his duty, gladly.

Sakuzi shifted his attention to Isabella, "Young brat, what do you want?"