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?"

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

aback. Her nephew always seemed to keep his distance, making it difficult for her to figure out how to continue a

clearing throat, her attention was drawn to a group of well-dressed men wearing ties, neatly standing in a corner of

she asked gesturing in the direction of

They have come to deliver clothes for Miss Lela." "Lela?"

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 from her lips. Ashlee felt like the entire world had

really her nephew? The enigmatic

was just too

already become accustomed to the 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 hair. "She's just

that she had

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

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

Lela was picked up by the boss on our way back from Skya to Pliar. He saw her... looking unbelievably beautiful, so he