Refusing the Love of a Mafia Boss
8. Mystery Ilina

In the morning Ilina woke up, her fever was still quite high. Noah was not seen even in the afternoon. Ilina who was unfamiliar with the atmosphere did not know what to do other than read books.

This is the interesting part for Ilina. Noah's collection of books was no ordinary type of book. All of these are books that cannot be digested by one's intellect unless one has passed through sickening basic learning.

He read that kind of book? This book is not a book for hobbies.

Ilina continued to wait until the day changed and Noah also did not come out.

Afraid that she too would die in there, Ilina knocked on the door. Unfortunately it was locked until it could not be opened.

Three days to be exact he stayed on the sofa until Noah opened the door and came out in the condition after bathing.

"I rested too long. Sorry, Lia."

"No problem." It was even better than him having Lia take care of him. Although it sucks to have to wait and wonder three days alone. "Then?"

...*...

Noah doesn't like Lia's mysteriousness.

There's nothing fun about a girl that's hard to guess. Especially the girl who wanted to kill him and kill people without the slightest fear.

But they did not come together to discuss guilt.

He sat down, glancing at the bookshelf whose position shifted slightly.

Why would a big lady's subordinate read a geoeconomic book?

"What did Non-you say?"

"Information."

"He asked for my information?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"My personal information?"

"Everything that's needed about your purpose."

Means information about the Palmer family, huh?

"Benedict Palmer was responsible for the death of your Nonamu parents."

Noah had a hard time guessing that he was Ilina, no matter how he tried to fish with parental information, Lia's expression was just like hearing the weather news.

He doesn't even seem to care. What does this girl think is important? Only Miss?

"How did he kill her?"

"You know about the dispute after Arman Bumantara rejected Benedict's submission to his youngest brother? Benedict intended to form a connection with Bumantara through the marriage, but Arman Bumantara refused."

This information should not be known except by a few people. The incident happened before Ilina Bumantara was born, so most likely she did not know.

If this girl was Ilina, she would have reacted.

Why is he silent as if it doesn't matter?

...*...

Something like that ever happened?

Well, basically it's not important information because it wants because marriage is rejected or because love is hindered, basically Father and Mother are killed.

The information just sounded like 'the Palmer family is an enemy of Ilina other than the Bumantara family itself'.

Thank you for giving him new motivation.

"Who is the weakest person in the Palmer family?"

"I think it's the fifth son. He's notoriously not very smart and gambles often."

"Kill him."

Ilina did not feel any sympathetic shock from Noah. He's just plain ordinary.

"Kill?"

"If you expect Miss to seize Palmer's power, then one by one they will have to disappear. But to lure his head up, kill his tail first."

It was the quickest way, the easiest way, and the way to get stuck.

If left alive, they would crawl back to snatch what was theirs.

It's not like that. The way to play chess is not like that.

Just take it if you want. Do not respect their possessions and losers.

"Who's gonna kill him?"

"I'm gonna have someone kill him. Give me the location and details you know."

...*...

Ilina was still struggling with the fever when Noah's apartment door was opened. He thought it was Harja or someone he knew, but it turned out to be a young white girl who was also surprised to see the presence of Ilina.

"Who?" the stranger asked suspiciously.

"Marissa." Noah appears and calls the girl.

"Noah!" Marissa approached Noah, checking whether he was hurt or not.

Of course he didn't pull up a shirt or clothes, so he probably didn't know that Noah was hurt.

"You okay, Noah? I've been trying to call you for days!"

Ilina was lying down again because her head was dizzy. He hoped that whatever was their conversation was done in the room only, but the two of them remained there until Ilina also heard everything.

"I went somewhere first."

He could feel Noah glancing at him.

"Have you seen the news?"

"News?"

"Lucas Palmer committed suicide. Noah, haven't you seen him?"

Of course ... already.

...*...

The news was broadcast two days later than the incident. Not too much is exposed because Lucas is not famous and Palmer is not a family of artists.

Now they are waiting for a response from the Palmer family.

"Noah, I've asked for a leave of absence for you. I was worried that after you disappeared days ago, Lucas Palmer committed suicide. A man like him couldn't possibly leave his judgments to die."

"I understand. Thank you." Thank you." Noah answered simply. "From, Marissa. Can I ask for a favor? My guest needs a bigger bed."

The girl is probably looking at it. "Who is he?"

".... My friend's sister. He had her hire him as a maid."

"Noah, you have an assistant. Why spend the money on the maid?"

"I'm just helping a friend. Just do it."

Good though. Ilina did need a new mattress because sleeping on the sofa made her neck bone hurt.

...*...

Pretending to be someone else while pretending not to know too much while pretending to be used to it made Ilina's entire body easily tired.

The glasses still need time to finish because Harja can not come every day.

Ilina really wished that at least she could continue to be surrounded by silence, but after the girl appeared, it felt like silence was an impossibility.

"You want to work as a maid but just turning on the stove you don't know?!" He was angry when Ilina was told to make coffee but instead fell silent because she did not know.

He lives in hiding. Let alone the electric stove, gas stove himself does not have.

It could indeed be called excessive in camouflage, but Ilina did not want to take the risk. So how does he know the mechanism of this thing.

He knows the defense mechanism of superpowers, he also knows how to monopolize the rise and fall of stock prices. But this stove, he doesn't know.

"Noah, how can a girl like this be your maid? I guess rather than helping, he's more like a burden."

Ilina frowned silently.

A burden? Himself?

The word was very irritating in Ilina's ears, but she was silent because there was no servant against the master when scolded.

"Marissa, teach him. Not scolding. I don't like any commotion at my place."

It seems he was upset not being defended.

Marissa looked at Ilina again. Told him how to light the stove even in a rough way. Ilina's hand hurt a bit as she held it heartlessly.

Never had Ilina been treated harshly by someone. But Ilina was not angry, because she did not ask to be treated well by anyone here.

...*...