Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 17 A Sad Lost Girl

Sylvester and Lela's meal continued with laughter and shared food. Although Lela said nothing, Sylvester enjoyed himself immensely just listening to her giggle. In particular, he enjoyed the way Lela continued to feed him dumplings. "These are quite good, don't you think?" he asked her. She smiled in response. Mr. Feng and Michael looked on in amazement at Sylvester's change in demeanor over the previous few days. Michael looked at them sideways while speaking to the butler.

"Do you think he sees her as a daughter?" he muttered. The butler shrugged.

Lela heard the passing comment and frowned. Sylvester, seeing her eyes lose their sparkle, offered Lela a rose soy drink. "That's enough food. Try this instead."

After taking a sip, she smiled at him once again, then kissed his cheek, the glint returning to her eyes even brighter than before.

"Sir, I'm sorry to interrupt, but I wanted to let you know that your uncle, Raymond, has confessed to all of his crimes and would like to speak with you." Michael grimaced, pulling his boss's attention away from the girl, making him frown. "Not interested. I'd like a comprehensive investigation completed into the Wolf Gang and the relationship my uncle held with them." Michael nodded in agreement. It was an excellent idea to better understand the inner workings of the Wolf Gang, one of the top international assassin groups.

The Wolf Gang was incredibly arrogant, often extorting money from passersby and boasting immense power. It is both feared and hated internationally. To avoid being targeted while on a mission, the Wolf Gang's assassins usually operate anonymously. From the conversation they'd read between the assassin and Raymond, it seems that the were unaware of Gomez's true identity.

Unannounced, Ashlee walked in to join breakfast, overhearing the conversation but remaining unfazed.

"How did you sleep, nephew?"

a figure-hugging fishtail skirt, boasting a mature charm that young girls lack. Sylvester glanced at her without much expression, but as she was his elder, he remained

taken aback. Her nephew always seemed to keep his distance, making it difficult for her to figure out how to continue a conversation. Suddenly, he was polite and conversational? Where did that come

her attention was drawn to a group of well-dressed

are they?" she asked gesturing

they are the regional managers from various fashion brands. They have come to deliver clothes for

in front of Sylvester and even licked the corner of her mouth. Sylvester's eyes darkened as he took the glass from Lela's hand, using a tissue to wipe away the soymilk residue

really her nephew? The enigmatic and unpredictable Sylvester of the mysterious

just

odd behavior Sylvester was exhibiting, noticed it all. Ashlee regained her composure and hurriedly asked, "Sylvester, who is this girl?" Sylvester smirked as he played with Lela's

displeased and looked up at him. Now that she had him, she was no longer pitiful.

delighted that she could understand him. "Aren't you a poor little thing?" With just

shook her head and reached out, hugging his neck, her fair face pressed against his neck. "Alright, alright. You're not a poor little thing. I was just teasing you. With my last name attached to yours, who would dare call you such a thing?" What? Ashlee looked

up by the boss on our way back from Skya to Pliar. He saw her... looking unbelievably beautiful, so he brought her back. He gave her a name and even arranged for her identification.