The Devil Charming's
Part 3
“What's up, Mr.Ed?” victor asked with a fixed look at Edward who was in front of him and was sitting leaning on the sofa.
The boss seemed to be thinking about something so he did not care around. Even the phone that kept ringing Edward ignored it.
“I'm going to Mexico again.”
Victor frowned, because the Gustavo problem was finished after the signing of the document transfer of power of the entire club owned by Gustavo to Edward. Even unexpectedly, Edward also let go of Gustavo just like that.
“Is there any more problems with Gustavo?” “No, Vic. I'm looking for descent .”
Victor could not hide his surprised look when he heard Edward's words, because all this time Edward would not be teased if not in the nuisance, and as far as the Golden Rose clan knows Victor Edward has never been involved in any problems with them, his name has only just been heard this time.
“Do we have problems with them? I never even heard the clan's name was in Mexico.”
Edward sighed and looked at Victor seriously. “They have long been destroyed by Vladmir Jarvis. But it turns out their descendants still exist today, but it is not known where, the last news they are in Mexico. And more importantly, it was Golden Rose who killed my mother as well as Vladmir Jarvis' wife.”
Victor swallowed his saliva, he did not expect the figure that Edward had been looking for and longed for turned out to have died at the hands of a mafia.
Victor breathed out slowly. “You believe it just like that?”
“At first I didn't want to believe it, but my heart insisted on believing. I'll try to find them, you take it easy, if old Vladmir is lying you know not what I'm going to do?”
Victor nodded in understanding. From this conversation, Victor concluded that Edward's departure last night was definitely to meet with the chairman of the British mafia and make a deal to cooperate with each other. Finding a long-lost mafia descendant is no easy feat especially when it comes to events thirty-five years ago. At least Victor hoped that Edward's search this time was not in vain, unlike the previous year which never yielded any results, not even a hint. Victor himself knew who Eduardo was to be Franklyn's adopted daughter.
“I'll go alone this time, I don't want to get a big suspicion from anyone. You can simply monitor my whereabouts as usual and do your duty immediately if the circumstances are urgent,” said Edward before moving from his seat and standing in front of the large glass apartment that presents the beauty of New York City at night.
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Edward entered a coffee shop that was not too crowded, casual style and calm steps managed to make Edward not suspected anyone or even no one knows that the figure of yeng has a cold gaze it is a mafia leader. Edward took his place by the window and immediately ordered the cafe de olla, a traditional Mexican coffee served in a clay pot, made from a mixture of coffee with cinnamon, cloves and pilonicillo or a type of sugar from sugarcane
make it into caramel candy.
Leisurely Edward sat down to enjoy the coffee of his order that he had already obtained. Mexico's sunny weather doesn't have much impact on Edward's current mood, the man is devising a lot of plans in his smart brain to search for the descendants of the Golden Rose. Edward's sharp eyes squinted when he saw the figure of the girl he had seen inside his club at that time. The girl looks around with alarm, not knowing what the girl is doing but it managed to attract the attention of Edward.
A few seconds later, the girl moved from her seat not far from Edward. At first the girl stepped quietly before turning to run towards Edward and quickly pushed the man's body to the ground, crushed by the girl's sexy body before a loud gunshot sounded, make everyone who is in that place scatter save themselves.
The voice was still heard, Edward was ready to reach the desert eagle he hid behind his leather jacket but the movement was held by the girl who was still oppressing him. The girl shook her head, hinting to stay calm and not to open fire. Edward still doesn't understand who this girl is and what her motives are. Saving her? Just be right! who is attacking and being attacked?
“He's after the head of the American mafia,” said the girl glanced at Edward with a slanted smile. “And stupidly they do not know b2a0how the target face.”
Edward quickly pointed his gun at the girl and stared at her sharply. “Who are you?”
The girl smiled faintly and put away Edward's weapon slowly. “Relax, I'm not after your life like they are. I'm not part of them.”
“Who is your master?” that sharp blue-eyed gaze made the girl beside him again faintly smile.
“I'm not anyone's subordinate. Yes, we met at a club. Hope you don't forget that.”
“Mission complete,” said the girl after firing three bullets hit the target. He subverted the three people who had attacked randomly. The girl got up and patted her jeans and black jacket, cleaning up the dust stuck there.
Edward himself immediately stood up and re-inserted the desert eagle behind his leather jacket. “you know who they are?”
The girl turned her head, “They're Robinson's men, are you in trouble with Robinson?”
“No.”
“I guess yes, they won't attack for no reason right?” Edward shrugged his shoulders unconcernedly. “You're a hit man?” edward asked to realize how skillfully the girl was playing her weapon.
The girl chuckled softly and walked out of the tavern just like that without answering Edward's question. Edward himself followed the girl outside the coffee shop and pulled the girl's arm to stop.
“Who is your target?”
“Why don't you find out for yourself?”
Edward groaned angrily and would open his mouth to speak before the girl moved quickly to kiss Edward's lips. Edward's brain and body could not work together at this time. It felt like Edward wanted to pull the trigger and shoot the head of a strange girl who had been presumptuous to kiss him without the filler, but in fact his body said something else. Edward just pecked and somehow the kiss felt so sweet to Edward. “Thank you,” said the girl after letting go of her kiss that Edward did not reply to.
Edward stared expressionlessly at the beautiful back wrapped in a black jacket as it walked away, leaving Edward still frozen in place.