Mr Trap. Coldhearted
The Part 194
“Shitt! My own family won't help,” grumbled Gerald while putting the phone in his pocket again. His face looks upset now. He spoke to the man who was still in front of him.
“Where's Roxy? I want to meet him.” Gerald also asked the whereabouts of one of the most reliable members of Cosa Nostra to ask for help.
“Go with Miss Geraldine.”
“Where?”
“No idea, you just ask yourself Miss Geraldine or contact Roxy directly.”
“Ck! Doesn't help at all.” Without saying thank you, Gerald twisted his body and came back out of the Cosa Nostra building. He got in the car again.
Gerald's eyes and fingers were centered on a six-point, seven-inch screen. Of course I want to call Roxy. Surely if you ask the twin will not be told.
“Atime!” Gerald became so nervous with himself, just nagging since earlier because the call was not immediately raised by Roxy. Even until it was cut off, nothing was lifted.
Gerald's hand gripped the steering wheel very tightly, letting out his sense of regret as everyone ignored him who was having problems. “Basic family vengeance.” He believes that Roxy has also been given orders not to help him.
While the person contacted was accompanying Geraldine eating at a cafe. Since then, they have only seen a mobile phone screen that shows Gerald's name.
“Your brother contacted me again.” Roxy pointed at her phone on the table as Gerald called again for the seventeenth time.
“Disregard it, let him feel life without family how,” Geraldine said. He smiled cynically at the behavior of his pretentious twin who could live alone without anyone's help.
“Surely he has a problem and needs important data because it contacted me.”
“Good.” Roxy complied with the woman in front of her. He resumed eating while occasionally stealing glances at the pretty face of a Geraldine.
True what Geraldine said, thirty minutes later Gerald did come there. The cafe is the favorite place of the only princess in the Giorgio family. Gerald just wanted to make sure whether the person sought was in the place or not, it turns out the guess is right.
Gerald pulled out an empty chair and sat down at the same table. He stared flatly but implied an annoyed look at the two people who did not care about his presence.
“You deliberately didn't pick up my phone?” His voice was so loud it sounded piercing in the ears. Gerald could deduce that because he saw two phones on the table. They knew he was calling.
“Indeed.” Roxy replied very casually, daring to return the glare of a Gerald.
“You must have banned it, ‘kan?” Gerald pointed to his twin who seemed very relaxed. But he was grumbling.
“True once.” Geraldine ended her reply with a cynical smile as if she was mocking Gerald. “Why? Can't live alone without the help of others?” taunted later.
“Goes to be a brother,” umpat Gerald.
“You just keep Geraldine satisfied, but don't expect me to help you.” Roxy defended her woman. The heart of the Cosa Nostra data is in his hands. He was the controller of everything the Dominique and Giorgio family needed.
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...Try to ask your computer to make a name aja Ge, embarrassed ah already angry with his family eh but still ask for help...