Refusing the Love of a Mafia Boss
3. Mutually Vigilate

"The market here is quite far away." He just needs to give me a little information. "I can't buy much for you right now. Inside there is only a stew of corn and yam. You wanna?"

Lying, actually. The market is far away, but the food is there. Ilina just wanted to show the impression that she was just a plain woman from the village who was too innocent to help a man shot without even asking who she was.

For a moment he stared at Ilina, again with a mysterious highlight. Although then he nodded faintly, until Ilina entered, lighting a fire to cook yams and corn.

There was one servant in this Ilina residence, but he had the woman leave for a moment because it was obviously unnatural for a young girl to have a servant.

When Ilina faintly heard the steps, she silently guarded the fire that had just lit up. Pretending not to know if Noah is standing at the kitchen door, it seems to be observing the room.

A few moments later, he looked up, pretending to be shocked. "What's wrong?"

".... I need water."

Tone of voice without a request for help but also awkward because they do not want to be impressed to rule.

A man who knows how to behave.

Rouse suspiction.

"Sit there." Ilina moved up and pointed at her old dining chair. "Let me get it."

Ilina knew she kept looking at him. Slowly water is drawn from a medium bucket, poured into a glass and then given to the man.

"What water is this?" I didn't think he would ask that.

Of course Ilina was a bit surprised. "Water to drink?" Does he think it's poison water?

"I mean ...." He stared at the bucket where the water was taken. "No. Forget."

Ah, Ilina forgot she's a city person. Of course they are not used to drinking water from in the bucket which they know its function to hold non-consumption water.

Ilina chose not to continue, returning to near the fire as if she was seriously cooking. This part can be left out, but he wants the man to look at it and make an impression 'she really is the village girl' because he doesn't mind being near the furnace.

"You saved me?"

"Yes." Yeah." Ilina added firewood under a large pot whose exterior had blackened it. "You're lying in front of my house at night."

"What city is this?"

"What do you mean?"

"I was born and raised in this place. My feet have never stepped on the land called the city." That's honest, even if it's a lie about him not knowing. "My mother's father didn't let me out."

"...."

He's really hard to guess. He asked, now silent. Although not like people who talk a lot, Ilina hopes she talks a lot so that it can be easily guessed.

"Should I call someone who knows better?"

"No." He immediately replied. It means not wanting until someone else knows about it. "no need. I'm fine."

"All right."

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This girl ... must think Noah was stupid.

No matter how natural he looked, if the gap he showed was indeed discovered, all his acting was in vain.

The village girl did not have such an upright posture. His spine position is absolutely perfect. Although wearing clothes that look worn has been washed many times, he even makes the clothes look beautiful and distinctive.

His eyes can look squint. From the glasses lying on the table last night, Noah guessed he had a severe visual impairment.

People with bad eyes move naturally to take care of jobs that require eyes.

But if Noah's guess is true, then who is he? Why was he acting like he was a fool in front of Noah?

Now Noah's life has no price at all. If he's the one who happens to want to use Noah, he's actually gonna lose.

It's hard to be sure. He's very careful. Probably the most vigilant person Noah had ever seen other than himself.

Mystery is another door of death.

For Noah, at least that happened.

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