The Beautiful Mafia the CEO
Ch 185: Three days before.
Three days before her.
Justin just peddled his feet in Berlin. A few weeks ago, he sent Killa and Naya to live with his father in Berlin.
With a sigh of relief and a flowery heart will meet with Killa. Justin walks into his father's luxurious villa.
His eyes went around looking for the residents of the Villa. Can't wait to meet them all. But none of it he saw. His father, Killa, and Naya, were not seen at all. Only a few servants were cleaning.
Suddenly he heard in his ear, the sound of laughter from the garden behind the Villa. The corner of his lips was attracted and immediately he stepped wide following the direction of the laughter. He stopped in the doorway while frowning.
"That girl" he said he was surprised to see Naya and the father who looked so familiar. They laugh together. The father, who was sitting in his wheelchair, marked Naya, who was helping the gardener arrange the flowers. It was a very sad sight in Justin's eyes. Because he had never seen his father as happy as he is now.
However, there was something stuck in his vision. Killa, where is he? Why not be with them? His mind wondered. His feet moved towards the two people who were joking.
"Dad," she said with a flat face as usual.
Both look at the same time. "You've come? What's up?" answer the father.
"Well, I just got there." His gaze unintentionally stared at Naya who was crouching on the ground. Awkwardly, Naya immediately turned her face away.
"Where's Killa?" she continued asking while looking left and right looking for the figure.
"Oh, Killa's in her room, she's been saying a few days that she's not feeling well" explained the father.
"What's? Killa's sick? Why didn't anyone tell me? You guys how the hell? If anything happens to her how?" said annoyed.
"Why are you angry with us? Hey, realize I'm his sister. What do you care about brother? I care about him too much. He went to the doctor yesterday, took medicine and ate regularly, that's all I noticed. So do not be pretentious to him," said Naya ketus.
Justin frowned and stared at Naya. I don't know why it feels like there's something in him, being intrigued. Naya's attitude that suddenly angry like that, made Justin want to pinch his lips that continue to rake it.
"How dare you yell at me," he attacked.
"What's? Basic unconscious, you first yell at us. Disrespectful," Naya said as she folded her chest hand and rolled her eyeballs.
"Not polite?" Justin raised his eyebrows.
"Right, you're an impolite kid. How will you be a father if you don't respect your own father. Screaming like that." Naya ruffled her waist and increasingly challenged Justin.
"Who said I'd be a father? I don't want to have a child, especially if the child is like you." Justin smiled wryly.
"What did you say? Don't want to have children? Hahaha, right you definitely have no desire to get married until you are old and wrinkled. I also almost forgot, after all no woman wants to spend the rest of her life with a man like you." Naya rolled her eyeballs back and laughed softly at Justin.
"You!" Justin clenched his hand in the air.
"WHAT?" Justin was speechless as Naya snapped and glared at him.
Justin snorted in annoyance and passed away carrying his already-peaked anger. Maybe if Naya wasn't Killa's sister. He had already strangled the girl and hung her in his crocodile cage. Therefore Justin chose to leave, rather than he will be more blood-soaked. The feud with Naya will be endless.
"Based by a mad girl" he grumbled as he climbed up the stairs to Killa's room.