Psychopath Girl The Mafia Boss's Daughter

Psychopath Girl The Mafia Boss's Daughter
Meeting with Yusra


"Eh, can you step aside? I have to get back to my class" Julia told the dreamy Yusra.


"Huh? Hehe... This is the first time a girl has tried to run away from me. I assume you just came from the village and know nothing about life in this city. It's worth your attitude to be so bar-bar," instead of going, Yusra corners Julia against a wall that makes her even more inaccessible.


"Did he say that? Is his brain in the snore? How dare you mock this young lady just out of the forest!! I'll beat you to death!!" julia's mind raged upon hearing Yusra's words.


"But just so you know, you're so lucky I'm interested in your aggression and wild nature. You're so different from any other girl I've ever met. So will you date me? I'll show you a civilization you've never seen. People from villages like you make sure you have never seen the sophistication of technology today, right? I can understand that..."


Yusra keeps babbling. From every word clearly says that Julia is blind to technology, just a girl who knows nothing and is retarded. This certainly makes Julia increasingly upset.


"Keep babbling then I can make sure today is your funeral day!!"


Julia clenched her fists and took a swing about to hit the man in front of her. But luckily, Julius managed to quickly hold his sister's hand before hitting Yusra's face and quickly lowered Julia's hand before Yusra realized it. Julia was shocked to see her brother suddenly standing in front of her.


"Sister?!"


"Eh? Since when are you here? Who're you?" yusra asked who was also unaware of Julius' arrival.


"Ah, forgive me young master Arlo. I don't mean to disturb. Actually I am Julia's older sister" Julius said in a polite tone.


As for Julia, she herself was trying to pull her hand, but Julius' grip was too strong for her. And strangely again, ever since Julius came, Julia could not make her voice at all. He kept trying to scream but still no sound came out of his mouth. Julia certainly thought that this must have been the work of her own sister.


"Sister?" reset Yusra. There was a bit of confusion on Yusra's face.


"Yes. Big brother," explained Julius before going into misunderstanding.


"Oh... I guess..." Yusra was relieved once she found out. "This guy is pretty good too. I didn't even notice his arrival. It would be great if I could recruit him into my subordinate, "his inner self.


"Sorry young master Arlo, there's dust in your uniform."


The sentence from Julius disperse the daydream of Yusra who himself had glanced at Julius' appearance from toe to head. Julius shook off some of the dust on Yusra's shoulders. But we know that it is not ordinary dust.


"Thank you... Hachy!" suddenly, Yusra sneezes without cause.


"Young master Arlo should change his clothes. You seem to have a dust allergy. You sweat a lot and your nose is also flushed," Julius said.


"But I'm not allergic to dust... Hachy!"


Yusra sneezed back. Julius and Julia looked away while covering their noses and mouths.


"It is better to check yourself in the hospital. Your allergies are getting worse."


"Looks like. Hachy!" Yusra blocked his nose which was now releasing mucus. "Why suddenly my head is also dizzy."


"Want me to drop off?"


"No. Not necessary. I can do it myself" Yusra refused, with a slight stagger he walked away looking for a grip on the wall.


"Be careful young lord Arlo. Hope you heal quickly!" shout Julius.


Julius turned to Julia who was behind him. Julia herself was still trying to release her brother's hand. Julius pressed one spot right down Julia's throat so she could talk again. Only then did Julius release his grip.


"Sister!! Why would you do that to me? And again, why are you being nice to him?!!" julia asked while rubbing her red wrists.


"Hm! Who's wrong is pissing me off. Who is he anyway? I haven't heard her surname in my entire life" Julia folded her arms around her chest and threw away her face with a pouting expression.


"Well... Papa asked us not to get involved with the Arlo family. It's very likely that the Arlo family is working with Lady Blue" Julius explained.


"Lady Blue?!"


"Yes. You are still careless and like to look for trouble with just anyone without knowing first who they really are. And most frustratingly, I also have to help you" Julius said in a serious tone.


"It's the duty of a brother, to protect his sisters."


"It doesn't mean you can do as you please!"


"whatever! I'm not the kind to be organized. By the way, how did you know I was here? It can't be by chance, right? Brother tailing me?" july asks Julius.


"He, what lack of work do I kneel you? It might just be your feeling."


"I don't believe."


"Well, if you want to believe it or not. Oh, aye. Uncle Qazi sent this for you."


Julius took out a rectangular box from his uniform pocket. The box has a transparent lid that allows you to see its contents. A silver necklace with a ruby pendant so beautiful stored in the city. Julius handed the box with the necklace to his sister. Julia received the box and looked at the contents without opening the box.


"A necklace? Real pretty. Hey, hold on. This isn't the way you can put a tracking device in this necklace, is it?"


"Don't think that. I told you it was a gift from Uncle Qazi. If you don't believe me, just ask him. After all, I can too" Julius showed a black, circular watch on his wrist as evidence.


"Then, I want to wear the one you're wearing!"


Julius had not had time to agree, Julia had seized the watch owned by her brother after thrusting the necklace box he held. Julia rushes away from Julius to prevent the watch from being recaptured.


"Julia!! Give me my watch back! How could I wear a women's necklace!" shout Julius.


"don't want. Uwee......"


Julia stuck out her tongue before running away leaving her brother who looked pouting. But after Julia disappeared from view, Julius even smiled to win.


"Based on my stupid brother. I've guessed this. Actually that watch you snatched is what my tracking device installed."


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