Novel & Cerita Kaito Cantarella

“Miss Calver? Who the hell is that?” Warren’s expression softened, as though he’d been expecting my confusion. He shook his head slowly. “We don’t know everything yet. My team is currently doing a full background search on her, but so far, what we’ve gotten is enough to show she has ties to Dante’s company. Her father used to be a shareholder.” I blinked, taken aback. “A shareholder?”

Chapter One Hundred and Forty Four Kellan’s POV I couldn’t believe she could remain calm after throwing tantrums some minutes ago. It was all thanks to Peter that I could be seated on the couch in their living room. If I had more than enough moonstones, I would have given him not less than two for helping me with Kaida’s foster grandmother. I didn’t know she was such a tough one. I didn’t come here to sit and stare. I couldn’t say if it was a good time to start speaking to her, so I took my time. I only hoped I didn’t end up taking all the time in the world.

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He didn't want to go her wrong impression about him! Chantelle sat down on the bed, still processing what had just happened. It was a strange mix of emotions - embarrassment, gratitude, and relief. But the thing that stood out to her the most was the sense of safety and comfort she felt around Delcan. It was a feeling she hadn't experienced in a long time, and she savored it. She knew that she was on the path to healing, and Delcan was helping her every step of the way.

"Call me if these people end up needing us to do something else for them." "Sure," Kelvin repled. With just the three of them now in the room, Catori sat down again. Kelvin went in to use the dressing room. "You were about to tell me your name earlier," Erica said with a smiling face. Catori could not help but feel some kind of welcome from her. "Yeah. My name is Catori," she said. "That's a unique name. I've never heard it before," she said. "I'm Erica." "It's nice to meet you, Erica," she said quietly.

I nod, snapping my gaze towards her, “Yes, I do! You’re just repeating what I already know. Stay clear of A-Jun… I get it. I’d rather sit on a cactus than share the same air with him… again.” “Good,” Jane says. Getting up from the bed, she walks over to a chair, sitting facing me with her legs crossed. Second on the list is Kaito.” “Kaito?” I ask. “Who the fuck is Kaito?” “He is a Japanese prisoner; he committed massacre, terrorism, and a lot of atrocities,” Jane announces. “That’s a lot of crime.” I chip in.

“I’m no damsel. I don’t need saving, except maybe from drowning last night.” “Fair enough. So, what’s the deal with you and Kaito? I’ve been so curious since I saw you last night.” I froze with my cappuccino halfway to my lips. Kaito. How did he—? I set the cup down, my voice tight and icy. “How do you know about Kaito?” Jace leaned forward with his elbows on the table. “It’s a small world, Lisa. I and Kaito are buddies from way back—met him in Tokyo, did some business. He mentioned you recently. That's how I know you two have a thing. He doesn't mingle with women at all. What’s the story?”