The Little Girl Owns the Mafia Boss
CHAPTER 81. IRENE ANGRY _GKMBM

Irene was still standing there staring at the three paintings. His net did not blink at all. Seeing that painting is real.

"Don't be right this is Cornelius' real mother and this is his real father." Irene.

He glanced back at the painting that was very similar to his.

"I'm sure it wasn't just that night, the first time He saw me. But he had seen me before that" he murmured inwardly

Irene turned her body back to walk back to that large bookcase. He shook the book like he did before he got to the room. The same thing happened he was back downstairs to the next door which was Cornelius' room.

He was still standing there with his face still shocked. The sound of footsteps coming into the room made the silence break with the voice of Cornelius calling Irene by name. "What are you doing there? cornelius asked with a sharp gaze walking over to Irene while carrying a paper bag.

Irene raised her face to look at Cornelius. "Have you met me before the night I took you to my room? his face looked very seriously at Cornelius who was standing before him.

How did you get in there Cornelius asked the question again. Irene frowned, irritated that Cornelius did not answer her question. He asked back.

My hand accidentally nudged the book, which turned out to be a key that led me to a room behind your bookkeeper. I've answered it. Now answer my question. Did you ever see me before that night?" he said with sharp eyes.

Cornelius gave me a paper bag that Irene carried into her hand and gave her body." Change your clothes I'll wait for you at the dinner table after we have a new breakfast I'll answer your question."

After the sentence was thrown by Cornelius walking away from the room, without turning his head at all. Irene's face seemed annoyed to frown at Cornelius who just left without answering his question.

"Why do I have to after breakfast? he said he was upset walking to the bed he was sitting there with his face still matted. After changing his clothes Irene Down for breakfast.

At the dinner table was Cornelius who had been waiting for Irene there. Irene pulled up the chair beside Cornelius sitting with a flat face."What do you want to eat? Let me take it? Cornelius

"no need. I'm not hungry he said grimly

"Don't you pity that the servants in this house have cooked this much food for you?

"Who told them to cook this much food? I didn't ask them me/do it."

"Just have the servants eat this themselves" he said in a jutek tone.

"You're angry because I didn't answer that question?

"Think of it yourself.

"How can I know if you won't tell me why you're mad at me."

"i'm obviously angry that you didn't answer my question. Why are you still asking again as if you know nothing." said Irene in a high tone of voice while looking at Cornelius with a sharp gaze.

"I told you earlier, I'll answer after we have breakfast. Why can't you understand it either.

"I want you to answer it now!"

"I won't answer until we finish breakfast. No more bargaining. You won't eat, nor will I answer that question.

I will not retract my words. You will not eat, so I will not answer." said Cornelius while thrusting a plate containing the food he had scooped.

Irene took a deep breath

"All right."

"Let's eat, don't just look at it. The food doesn't get into your stomach by itself. Or do you want me to bribe? he said with a smile.

"Don't eat it myself.

"Irene develops forced smile .

As Irene chewed on her food, Cornelius' index finger suddenly poked on her chin.

irene immediately gave a sharp look at him.

"Don't bother me when I'm angry. I won't be held responsible if this plate drifts at you." Irene said in an angry tone.

Cornelius instantly Silent, he did not dare to disturb Irene. again he thought by disturbing her will make the anger of the little girl his love could subside.

Irene continued eating her food until it was finished. This was the time he was waiting for an answer to a question that made him angry. He was still waiting for Cornelius who bent a glass of water

"Don't look at me like that, as if I'm a criminal. I will answer now." said Cornelius, putting the glass he held beside his door.

"Yes answered my question." said Irene in a sniffling tone, crossing both hands under the chest looking at Cornelius. I painted it myself, you ask if I've met you before that night? answer's no. But I saw you before that night

"Where? Irene asked curiously.

It all started when I was doing my mission in the city of Santa Monica, exactly a few months ago. As I monitor my target from a distance. Suddenly you appear and you also suddenly disappear from there. I made that painting, because you always popped my mind up. To the point of driving me almost crazy for not being able to sleep all night, just thinking about you.

"My guess turned out to be true." Irene murmured inwardly.

If the painting of a middle-aged woman and middle-aged man who served the police?

"The middle-aged woman, was my real mother, and the change man who served in the police force was my real father, who died tragically killed by a mafia gang. Because my father wanted to eradicate them.

But they took my father's life in collaboration with the police and killed my father and mother in front of me. When I was a kid, Cornelius told me about the tragic things that happened to his family in the past.

"I answered, You don't have to be angry anymore.

"How do you think the painting looks like you?

Irene nodded.

"Come talk to me. Don't shut up like that, I don't like you being quiet like that.

"Yes similar, Irene said as she stood up from her chair.

Cornelis stood up as well. Where are you going?

"Go home, I have to go to the office.

"You don't have to go to the office."

"Why?

I've already contacted Mr. Mahesa to ask him to give him a leave of absence for the next few days.

"The holidays? What is the leave for? I'm not in pain I'm fine. Say it in an annoyed tone

"I want to make sure you're okay after what happened yesterday. Please don't argue." said Cornelius, who did not want to refute.

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