The Little Girl Owns the Mafia Boss
CHAPTERS 80. POLICE COMMISSIONER _GKMBM
"It's Lisa, don't bother her. Tell me why you came here.
"I came here just to tell you that the place where my brother-in-law was held by Mr. Aska, we had scorched it along with Mr. Aska and his men there." lisa tells her purpose to come to see Cornelius there.
"Good, that's what I like about you. You are indeed reliable" said Cornelius.
Cornelius passed with Lisa after saying goodbye to Irene to talk about something important in Cornelius's study.
Honey for a moment, I'll stay." said Cornelius bidding farewell to Irene with a nod from Irene. Cornelius and Lisa passed from there leaving Irene alone. While some of his men stood guard at the door of the room and the window of the room. They were scared one when there was an intruder who came there to hurt Irene.
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In the private room that had been occupied by Cornelius, Irene who had fallen asleep was still wearing the same clothes she had used that night.
Irene woke up to sit on the bed, looking to the side for Cornelius who had disappeared somewhere.
"Don't he sleep next to me last night? why isn't he here now? Irene murmured in the heart.
"Where did he go? Irene lowered her feet From the bed got up from there. Irene set her foot around Cornelis' room. He looked at every corner of the room carefully.
The blue room looks very luxurious in his eyes.Besides the right there are two tables.
On it was a sleeping lamp. On the left was a table and two seats were in front of the curtains that were still closed.
To his right is a block leading to a walk in closet. And the white-colored crystal lamp in front of him was a large bookshelf attached to the wall.
Irene put her feet away looking at the thick books neatly arranged on the shelf.His hands slowly rose reaching for one of the thick books there. Suddenly his hand unintentionally shook the book that was there.something strange the floor suddenly moved along with the rotating wall bringing him into the space behind the bookshelf.
His face was shocked confused as to what room he was in now. In front of him was a wooden table and on it was a yellow table lamp. And some neatly arranged files next to that lamp.
His eyes were on the wall. On that wall was something covered there lying leaned against the wall covered with a white cloth. Without him noticing, slowly walked up to it. The white cloth wrapped something inside. His hands slowly rose pulling the long white cloth until it slowly fell under his feet
The figure of the middle-aged woman and also the man in charge of the Police Department painted there with the beautiful woman with her hair draped upwards with a flat face look made Irene stunned.
Irene did not know who the figure of the middle-aged woman and the man in charge of the police force was, but what was certain was that made Irene stunned, How not the figure of the beautiful woman was none other than herself.
"The clothes I used in this painting are exactly the same as the ones I used in the city of Santa Monica."
And I never wear this outfit again.and this one is a middle-aged woman and middle-aged man who is this police officer? Irene wondered in her heart.
Irene seemed confused to see the photo of the three people who were two people at all He did not know. While the other is himself.
this painting was made by Cornelius, when he saw the figure of Irene in the city of Santa Monica. Imagine the face of Irene shadowed in her mind to make it difficult for her to sleep.
That night in the moonlight, without Cornelius who was in the gazebo with the interior design that looks amazing. Cornelius appears to face down the pond and faucets that have green water. The pond was surrounded with quite large rocks beside the pond there were white flowers blooming.
On the surface of the pool water visible reflection of the moon that shines so beautifully in the sky accompany Cornelius who was scratching a brush on his canvas. The final touch Cornelius gave was the long ending he went through for days to create a painting that looked so real.
Cornelius' fingers stroked the beautiful black hair that was depicted flying through the air as a gust of wind made the painting's aura more lively. Cornelius drew a small smile looking at the painting of the woman who had been troubling his mind those few days.
"You're the only woman who's made me sleepless thinking about you. I hope something when I can meet you again beautiful." murmured inwardly as he continued to brush in his camp. Cornelius lifted the large pedestal from the engcel of his painting carrying it out of the gazebo through a vast green courtyard.
While Cornelius' father and mother's paintings first he painted when at the age of 15 years. The shadows on the faces of her mother and father were so traumatized that they shaped her as she is today. That's what made Cornelius want to paint the faces of his mother and father there. Having a father as a police commissioner was quite proud for Cornelius, as well as making Cornelius slumped at that time. When a sadistic murder committed by a mafia gang that so took the lives of his father and mother.
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