Mafia And Me
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“Tell me why the cctv could be damaged?”

 “Perhaps someone has put something on my drink until I fall asleep and when I wake up the cctv is broken.”

Evans turned his gaze to Bryan, as his two eyes dropped down and saw the two people clinging to each other tightly, Evans' jaw tightened.

 “Who gave you a drink?” ask Evans.

Evans's gaze was drawn at the man who was now looking at him.

“I picked it up myself from the kitchen, Mr.”

“So?”

“Why are you looking at me like that? Are you accusing me now too?” bryan asked Evans.

“It's not what you've ever done, hmm? You did it too, didn't you?”

Bryan let out a heavy sigh, then stood in front of Evans.

“Do you accuse me of giving that man sleeping pills? Ck! Absolutely no work!”

“You've been proven to be good at tongue-licking, Bryan!” decak Evans was relaxed.

Bryan sat down casually holding Alea's hand and rubbed Alea's back. Seeing this, Evans closed his eyes.

“If you don't believe you can ask Joe where I was before your lady died.”

Evans' view is the same. “As already. I'm preparing a special meal until midnight for breakfast tomorrow.

“Since I helped Joe in the kitchen to prepare all the arrivals of Mr. Leo and Mr. Gabriel who will come to visit.

“I'm busy in the kitchen, where might I give the man a sleeping pill!”

Alea frowned at the two foreign names, before this Alea only knew a man named Masimo.

 Then who else will come tomorrow to this mansion?

Alea looked at Evans questioningly, but the man was silent for quite a while.

“If you doubt my words, just ask Joe himself who is still in the kitchen.”

“What visit, Bry?” asked Alea, curious.

Evans stared at Alea, “It's none of your business Alea!” hiss Evans.

His face showed that the man was angry. Evans did not like Alea's always curious attitude.

Evans pulled the young man's hair back, his head looking up.

“You must be responsible for all this carelessness of yours!” hisses.

“Am-puni sa-ya tu-an.”

“Cih...Forgiveness even I was so bored hearing it!”

Evans pulled the corner of his lips to the side. Both hands clenched in a tight-knit fist and slid the fist into the man's face until he fell to the floor.

Blood was seeping again, the man was sprawled and had no more strength to fight a demon like Evans Colliettie.

Evans stood up from his seat after slashing the helpless body of Bobby on the cold floor. Evans kicked the man's back without mercy.

Alea could no longer see the fierceness Evans had inflicted on the young man.

She cried with her confused mind what to do to help the man.really, the demon of the man.

 Evans Colliettie has no heart. The man still continued to torture Bobby like a pleasure in itself torturing a helpless man in front of many people until the young man looked at him full of supplication.

Alea bit her lower lip, silent.

“Basic jerk you are of no use!” evans said before lifting his leg which the man intended to kick the young man's head

“No…. Evans...” Shouted Alea loudly.

The woman quickly let go of Bryan's grasp of the hand and ran to hold Evans' leg in order not to injure the extremely miserable man full of blood.

“I beg you, don't do it again. He is helpless, sir. Maybe what he said was true.

 “Maybe he doesn't know anything, sir. Please don't hit him again,” beg Alea.

Evans' eyeballs sharpened when the foolish woman held him back. Bobby coughed up blood.

“I beg, Sir..”

 if he doesn't know anything like what he told you. Don't hit him back.”

“Arghhh.”

Evans threw the man to the floor. Kick Bobby's face back until the man is unconscious.

While holding back the cry with the lips that he tightened. Alea looked at Evans fixedly, the man seemed to be overwhelmed with anger.

If the man is guilty, please don't torture him to this degree.

“Why are you defending him, hmm?” The golden green eyes were sharpened when their eyes met.

Alea swallowed her saliva with great difficulty.

 “If he's guilty, please don't torture him to this awful extent, sir. He's not guilty, is he?

“You also have no proof that he damaged his cctv right?” said Alea with trembling lips.

“Is that?”

Evans pulled the woman's face closer.

“Even if I kill him, it's none of your business Alea.

“Don't pretentious to be a hero of misfortune while your own life is currently equally planted, right?

“You are here accused of killing Carla with a strong motive!” asserted Evans with teeth grinding.

“I didn't do anything. I'm not that cruel, Tu-an.”

Evans smiled in anguish. “Good.”

Evans flung Alea's thin body until the woman lapsed.

“Then what are you doing in the middle of the night in Carla's room, hmm?

“I'm sure that you won't visit my lady's room just to say good night isn't it?”

Alea flinched. He forgot his purpose in coming to Carla.

“Ah, I forgot.”

“I came to Carla's room because I just wanted to ask Carla, did she who had been pranking me terrorize with a dead chicken in bed until my room was horrid.”

One eyebrow Evans raised. “I just wanted to make sure what it was because the last time I woke him up in the playroom, he threatened to kill me!”

And the woman herself killed.

“Before knocking on the door. The condition of the door was not tightly closed until I opened it and found Carla with a scary situation!”

“Is that? What an interesting essay.”

“I'm not making up, Mr.”

Evans took a slow breath. “Then show me, how does Carla prank you and make your room wretched?”

Evans hooked the ropes of his sleeping robe and passed away which Mika followed.

“Let's help you stand up,” Bryan said crouched down.

Bryan helped Alea as well as accompanying the woman out under the sharp gazes of the ladies of his master.

“Basic killer!!”

Bryan rubbed Alea's back and whispered in her ear.

“Have not listened to them, Alea. If you are right innocent you have nothing to fear,” said Bryan won Alea.

Bryan and Alea walked behind where Evan and Mika headed for Alea's room.

When Evans opened the door to Alea's room, the man laughed sarcastically making Alea frown at the demonic apparition.

“What is this you say that your room is sad and also terrorized huh?” exclaim Evans.

Alea walked over and saw the appearance of her room.

“Which part do you say is sad, hmm?”

Alea's mouth was gaping when she found her room as clean as before. Not like what he saw.

“Ya Lord... this is all...”.

Alea's eyeballs were still rounded with a body jolted in shock.

“So my room...”

“Does anyone clean all this up?” asked Alea inwardly.

Evans walked up to Alea with a sneer.

“You're just waiting for the time, Alea. If you're the one who killed my bitch!”

Alea flinched, and Evans accused him of killing Carla.

 The poor woman simply watched Evans leave her room, having actually left. Alea looked back at the corner of her room.

He still could not believe everything he saw.

“Actually who's been playing me?”