Krystal was angry at Yunho because he just woke her up and made her have to leave her comfortable dream world. she was in the mood to relax a bit before her grandfather came and might make her unable to sleep for the next few days. But Yunho just said that one of the bosses of a drug cartel from Italy came to make transactions at The Wyn. And as a good host, like it or not, Krystal has to come down and welcome her new partner with a friendly welcome. “Mr. Angelo has been waiting for you downstairs, Ms.” "I know. Wait a minute, I'll get ready first." Krystal walked away to her room which was on the third floor of the casino building. She had to at least look decent in front of the big bosses of the drug cartel so that he would be more interested in cooperating with her. Aren't men very weak against women? For that she will use the weakest side of men to ensnare him. Fifteen minutes later Krystal appeared in front of Yunho in a tight dress fifteen inches above the knee that was so r
"Yunho.." Krystal called Yunho softly when the man was seen conversing with an old man in front of him. “My granddaughter, Krystal Cunningham.” Krystal walked stiffly towards the man and tried to hug her grandfather warmly. But when Krystal hugged her grandfather's body, she felt something empty. He felt that he did not recognize his grandfather because so far they had never met and only often had conversations via telephone or video calls. "You don't seem happy with my arrival, are you having some trouble you're hiding?" “No, I just… feel a little awkward.” The old man chuckled softly and brought Krystal back into his arms. There is no anger or disappointment because it turns out that his own granddaughter feels foreign to him. He actually felt understood and determined to increase his closeness with Krystal because now Krystal is the only family he has besides Jesse McLean. "It's okay, we really haven't met before, have we? More precisely you who have been experiencing pain,
"Who are you? How come you know that locking technique?” Lorenzo kicked the gun that Krystal was holding earlier and locked the woman's slender body with his body. No matter the blood seeping from his arm and dripping on the floor he stepped on, right now all he wanted was to know who she really was because she looked so much like Selena. And every inch of his body sent out the electric shock that he had always felt when he came into contact with Selena. "Who are you really?" Krystal rolled her eyes lazily as she tried to escape from Lorenzo's grip. The fresh blood flowing from Lorenzo's arm disgusted her and made her feel like throwing up. But unfortunately this time Lorenzo did not want to let her go easily because the man had so many questions lodged in his head regarding her. “Was my previous explanation not clear enough? I’M KRYSTAL CUNNINGHAM! Owner and leader of Bloods. If you know who I really am, you should immediately remove your hands from my body because I will not hes
Krystal looked angrily at the stout body of a foreign man who was slowly disappearing from her sight. The drops of blood that seeped from his left arm looked like traces following his footsteps. Before long, Yunho emerged from a hallway, looking at her worriedly. Her loyal servant watched Krystal's body closely and tried to make sure that his lady was okay. After five minutes Yunho examined Krystal's body and there was nothing to worry about, then the man could breathe a sigh of relief while exhaling calmly. “Miss, what happened? Why are there so many bloodstains splattered here?” Yunho observed the traces of blood droplets that seemed unbroken behind the pitch black basement floor. Beside that Yunho could a corpses that his lady had just killed. He called one of his men to clean up the mess that just happened at The Wyn. But Krystal had already spoken and made him stop contacting his men. “There was a foreign man who saw me kill that man.” “Why did you let him get away with it, l
The sound of shoe soles against the floor rang loudly in the middle of the deserted hallway. At the far end of the room was a middle-aged man sitting quietly playing with his lunch spoon to draw a clock on the wall of his detention room. "Austin," muttered the man quietly as he turned quickly towards the source of the voice. Austin, who saw Jesse McLean staring at him, returned the grin with a sly smile clearly on his face. "You're getting more and more familiar with the sound of my footsteps. Boss. Do you like living here?” asked Austin scornfully. Jesse McLean tried to ignore the scornful stares and he went back to drawing the clock on the wall of the prison he's been in for the past two years or so. But even so, he was quite happy living in there, because his life felt much calmer while he was in prison. But sometimes he really misses his freedom which is actually just a pseudo freedom. He missed his cunning uncle, and he missed his daughter who was in a coma. "What about Kryst
Aimee reread the list of place names she found in Austin's locker. Last night without anyone knowing she was desperate to go to the locker room to pry Austin's locker. And after she rummaged through the contents, she found a paper with the names of places on it. The first name written on it was The Wyn, then she also found regional names that felt foreign to her ears. “San Jose, Phoenix, San Antonio, Dallas and Houston. Are all these areas related to the mafia?” Aimee muttered suspiciously. She then started searching for all those areas via the internet. The first area name Aimee typed into the search field was Houston. Not long after, a complete description of Houston emerged, which is the fourth largest city in Las Vegas. But after looking for a long time, she didn't find anything suspicious from Houston, besides it's also quite far from Vegas, so Aimee put the name aside for a moment and started looking for the name of another area that might be the place where the mysterious maf
"Fiancé?" Krstal said blankly while looking at Austin. Then her eyes turned to Yunho who was standing next to her nodding his head slowly. "Yes, Mr Austin is your fiancé." Austin smiled sweetly at Krystal and patted her lightly on the shoulder. “Maybe you forgot about me because the accident took all your memories from the past, but I will make you remember me as your fiancé. Little by little you will remember it." Krystal was still looking at Austin blankly because her head didn't have any memories of Austin at all. In fact she felt like she had just met the man at this moment. But how could neither Yunho nor her grandfather ever mention her fiancée to her? They hadn't even mentioned Austin's name in the last two years. "You never told me I had a fiancé." Krystal said blaming Yunho. “Big boss who ordered me to shut up, he doesn't want you to let your guard down. Knowing that you have a fiancé will keep you curious about what your fiancé will look like, even though you are a la
Krystal leaned against the back of the sofa while watching Austin who was explaining the ins and outs of the bureau building where her father was being held. In front of her lay a large map of the location of the bureau building and the location where her father was imprisoned. “Your father is at this point, so you must be able to go through this location, this and this so that you can reach your father.” Austin explained while pointing at the dots he had marked with a red marker. Krystal looked at the location plan carefully while occasionally thinking about the possibilities that would occur when she infiltrated the bureau’s building. “Did they lay mines around the building area? I'm not sure that breaking into the bureau base would be that easy,” said Krystal doubtfully. Austin shook his head slowly but his index finger pointed at several areas around the Agent building. “You have to be careful of this area, because the generals have installed sound detectors here, so the sli