Mafia And Broken Girl
Meet someone

Gerald advanced the car at moderate speed. Together with his mind who was still thinking about the relationship between Old Marco and Miss Gabriela this afternoon he got a very troublesome task.

Marco sent him to meet Mahalini. Somehow as important as what things to say, but through the message Marco was provoked. But today there is something more entertaining. And also Marco who obviously did not want to see the traitor woman, especially in a state of life.

"So she didn't know herself at all, she was acting like someone important wanted to see me" That's all Marco said when Gerald told her what he got from Danri.

"Ger, aren't you curious about what that woman wants to say?" Actually, here's Mr. Marco, who's curious. But this was a remark describing that he had no interest in meeting the informer. So Gerald as a liaison. Good sir I will advance for you.

Gerald eventually replaced his master's position to meet the woman. Although troublesome but this is for the sake of Mr. Marco. It was his job to represent Marco. The assistant and also Mr Marco's right hand are undoubtedly his qualities.

He began to circulate his gaze sweeping across the entire contents of the Cafe. Their meeting was only a few kilometers away from the Gerald residence.

Gerald snorted as his net caught the figure of the woman who wanted to meet him. You little fox.

Gerald sat down quietly. His gaze was flat as usual. "Master Marco is on a break if you have anything to say I will tell him"

It means you're no more important than my master's sleep.

Mr. Marco doesn't want his sleep disturbed just for the sake of a trash fox like you.

Gerald responded only to Mahalini with a sweet, disgusting smile. He had guessed that Marco would not meet him.

"Are you not thirsty sir? at least order some tea for you. We have a lot to talk about" Mahalini sucked the juice in front of him. "It's a shame that Mr. Marco was unable to attend"

"Mr Marco only attended important meetings" a sarcastic remark that instantly silenced Mahalini.

"So yes sir" Mahalini gripped her skirt. "How about we order a meal first?" Still with stale base expression.

"Alright Mr. Gerald seems like you are hunting once huh" Mahalini gave up feeling stale because he knew the man in front of him would not be easy in the club.

"I just want to get my son back" Mahalini handed me a brown envelope. Gerald was grinning. "I'll replace all the money that's been lost" Mahalini took the ballpoint pen. "Please sign here sir" Direct to the point. Let's quickly think Mahalini.

Gerald chuckled. "Miss should've been madam's bow of gratitude, Mr Marco wasn't here?" Gerald smiled faintly then his face turned cold eerie.

"How can you want to meet Mr. Marco without preparation. Just for this piece of trash you want to give?" Gerald's words were full of mockery. Gerald looked at the sheet's disgust then kept it away.

There is no intention to read what the sheet is about. If there's a garbage can, maybe the envelope has gone into the garbage can.

"Go home, lady, you need a break like that" Gerald still looked ridiculously at this shameless woman. I think what you're trying to say is stupid. Gerald stood.

My pride is on the stamp. "Wait!" Gerald snorted lazily. "You know Gabriela is an innocent child. And he deserves to be happy! I as her parents feel very guilty and I will come forward to protect her" This is a good time. Mahalini fixed his position. "I'll return the company's funds. And I'm gonna take my son home"

You can usually say Miss Gabriela your child!

"Stop here if you want to live quietly in the future" Gerald began to walk away but his steps stopped again. "One more miss I warn you not to disturb the peace of Mr. Marco and Miss Gabriela. You have real children too! you still want your biological children to be healthy right" Gerald left the cafe along with a word he said that was full of threats.

Mahalini clenched his hands when he failed to negotiate. Not stepping has failed. The girl punched the table until the crack sounded. He returned wearing sunglasses and left the cafe.

Has Gabriela confessed that she is not my son. The insolent! I intend to save you and you destroy it all. Stupidhead! you moron! aaaa you are stupid.

Mahalini clawed at the toilet wall venting her anger. How could he look exactly like a clown when he met Gerald earlier. Lose without reply.

I didn't predict that Marco knew about Gabriela. Her mother also refused to meet me. Mahalini was getting furious as to why she could not estimate all this.

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Marco grinned as Gerald finished with his report. Marco clucked back, he seemed to be starting to enjoy that very unimportant game. But he was curious about the ending.

You still dare to take Geby away from me? You don't know you've sold something that wasn't your thing to make amends. How shameless you are.

"Just leave him. Keep your meeting with her a secret from Gaby. Don't let Geby know" Later his mind was disturbed to think of running away from me.

Gerald nodded. "One more master"

Marco nodded, what else. I'm going to go see Geby. I want to see her wear lingerie. Marco laughed, but Gerald confused himself.

Though I haven't spoken yet but you've laughed What's so funny?

"The big master and the madam want to meet Miss Gabriela. The madam even threatened to come tomorrow to this town"

Gerald snorted in annoyance. "I'll leave it to you Ger. I want to see Geby first" When Marco left the workspace Gerald could only resign. Why my work is getting more complicated today, sir.

I'd rather face a crazy client and have no shame than meet a great master and he asks about you.

Not even a single word should be missed when he asked me.

The big master already knew but he deliberately asked me for what.

Gerald grabbed a cell phone to call someone. He only spoke a few seconds later passed from Marco's study.

Before going down he was still passing through Marco and Gabriela's room. There's no sound. What are they doing, huh? Suddenly this naughty question just slid in his brain.

Gerald again drove his four-wheel drive through the hustle of the city. Dusk welcomes the night he still continues with his affairs. The car stopped at a villa. Gerald saw the screen in his car. Aman thought. He came out, The gate was closed two people dressed in black had already welcomed him.

Gerald opened the door of a room and then opened his suit. His hands began to palpate his lower abdomen and it was seen that he was pulling a weapon out of his body.

When he was dressed casually, someone creepy-looking came in and gave him a potion. They have a lot of conversation.

Gerald downed the potion, put down the glass and continued talking to the creepy man.

"Gerald patted the man on the shoulder" before they came together to head to the exercise room on the ground. There Gerald met people he knew.

Gerald took the gun and put on the safety suit. Exercise runs as usual. The weekend night routine is like that. After finishing with the affairs of Mr. Marco, the assistant and right-hand man Marco will spend the night with several people to invite to play his collection of weapons neatly stored in a safe.

Practice until midnight. After finishing with the sport he headed for a room. Inside the tub is filled with water mixed with ice cubes. Gerald began to enter his body slowly, soaking in ice water was his habit as a monthly therapy.

He will come out of the tub after feeling enough.

Gerald's weekend night was closed with the man already lying on his back in bed showing his muscles sticking out from behind his shirt.

Different from his master. Marco's weekend nights begin to drift every night.

Seriate....