Thinking of this, Jaina laughed at herself again: "Who dares to tell me that I have more crow's feet?"
Such an ignorant person will not live long.
Suddenly, her hands on the corners of her eyes paused.
In the mirror in front of her, there is her, and... a person dressed in black, slowly walking out of the darkness.
"Jonathan?" she murmured, but there was a slight tremor in her voice.
She slowly put down her hand, turned around, and looked at the man in a suit who was five meters away: "Are you here to kill me?"
Luke held a Glock in his hand and said calmly, "Yes."
Jaina laughed: "That's right. Apart from this, you can't be here to visit me, right? Even though we are old friends."
Luke felt a little embarrassed.
In fact, there was something like that between Gianna and John.
Of course, the specific situation was that Gianna took the initiative and John did not accept it.
I have to say, it’s really too much for a man to be too handsome.
Gianna was also a smart and capable person, a super second-generation girl with the support of the Camorra family. She had an above-average appearance and figure, and with the unique charm of Italian women, her overall conditions were no worse than those socialites in New York's upper society.
But John just wasn't interested in her.
Jaina even took the initiative to create an opportunity to be "honest", but he just said "I'm sorry" and turned away.
What's even more terrifying is that Jaina, a second-generation eldest daughter with a not-so-good temper, didn't cause him any trouble afterwards.
If a man is handsome and capable, he can do whatever he wants.
Even now, Luke could sense through telepathic communication that Jaina had great fear in her heart, but also a strong feeling of being a "resentful woman".
She stared at him quietly for a moment, then suddenly reached behind her and unzipped her mermaid dress: "I heard that you fell in love with a woman and quit for her. I thought you would never point a gun at me in this life, even though I have dreamed of this situation many times."
She took off the straps of her dress with both hands and let it slide naturally down to her waist: "But why, why did you show up anyway?"
Having said that, she used both hands to push down the dress that was stuck around her waist.
Luke's eyes flickered. "Blood Oath Badge. Someone found me with it."
Jaina paused, raised her hand, and pulled out the hairpin from her bun, letting her long black curly hair fall down. "Who is it?"
Luke: "Your brother, Santino."
He muttered in his heart: She didn't know that her brother Santino helped John complete the withdrawal mission? This is unlikely.
After all, Santino helped and mobilized a considerable amount of Camorra's resources. Gianna and John had a bit of a love-hate relationship, so how could he be completely unaware of it
Jaina paused holding the hairpin: "Yes, of course it's him."
She stared at him blankly for a moment, then suddenly shouted, "But why didn't you come to me in the first place? Is it so unbearable for you to ask me for help?"
Luke understood.
Reality is not a female-oriented novel.
The relationship between Gianna and John couldn't possibly follow the same pattern as "The Domineering Daughter Falls in Love with the Cool Guy".
If you get entangled with this young lady from the second generation of the night, it will be fatal.
In order to marry his beloved girlfriend, John chose to quit a few years ago and stay away from the promising career of killer.
He dared to ask Jaina for help? That was because he thought his wife was too old.
Well, John's wife survived the disaster, but she didn't live long enough and died of cancer not long ago.
So, be a good person!
Thinking all this in his mind, he did not answer Jaina.
Luke had nothing to say.
This is all John's fault. Why should he clean up the mess for that guy
More importantly, he was only nineteen and a half years old, still a child.
The big sister opposite... I can’t afford to offend her, I can’t afford to offend her!
Seeing his appearance, Jaina sneered, took the hairpin in her hand, walked onto the stone platform, stepped into the bath, and then turned to stand in front of him: "I will not die in the hands of anyone. I, Jaina Dantonio, will only die in my own way."
As she spoke, she took the hairpin in her right hand and cut her left wrist, and dark red blood instantly gushed out.
Luke: “…Well, we can actually talk about this some more.”
Jaina was stunned: "What?"
Luke thought thoughtfully: "What if I am willing to help you kill Santino?"
This time, Jaina was really stunned. After several seconds, she asked in disbelief, "Really?"
"Really." Luke nodded helplessly.
Jaina was silent for a moment, then suddenly rushed over with a smile: "You still don't want me to die, right?"
Luke felt a pain in his heart and grabbed her left hand: "Before discussing this issue, should we stop your bleeding first? Otherwise, this... is suicide, right?"
Jaina was stunned. Looking at the blood flowing from her left hand, she finally came to her senses: "Bedroom, there is a first aid kit in my bedroom."
A few minutes later, Luke sat at the head of the bed with a calm face, treating Jaina's wrist wound. She murmured in his ear: "I don't want to die. I want to give birth to a child for you and let him become the next head of Camorra. Then I can travel around the world with you..."
You should save some money, big sister. Luke laughed in his heart.
Jaina lost too much blood and became slightly unconscious.
This woman was really cruel. She cut the artery in his wrist with the blade of a hairpin, and then kept nagging at him for a long time.
Of course, her condition was not life-threatening. A small amount of blood loss was common for women, and she would only be weak for a day or two at most.
She was just taking this opportunity to express her feelings to a cool and handsome guy.
But, I'm really just a child!
Luke was helpless.
…
Ten minutes later, a tall and strong African-American man entered the bedroom and looked at the two of them with an embarrassed expression: "John, are you working?"
Luke sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, reading a book.
On the sofa next to him was Jaina lying with her head leaning against him.
Luke: “Yes.”
African American man: "It went smoothly?"
Luke closed the book in his hand and placed it on the coffee table. "That depends on what Jaina thinks, Cassian."
The African-American man Cassian was stunned and looked at Jaina who was lying on the ground: "Miss?"
Jaina held out a hand: "Help me."
Luke wanted to roll his eyes, but Cold John would never have that kind of expression.
So he silently reached out and helped her up in her nightgown.
As a result, the woman gave him a resentful look and was very dissatisfied with his distant support.
Luke: "... Can we get down to business? I'm afraid we don't have much time left."
Jaina glared at him fiercely, "You speak, I will sit in, Cassian will fully cooperate with you."
Even with Cassian's calm temperament, he couldn't help scratching his head: It's over! It seems that the eldest daughter of my family is going to do something stupid again! Is Night Demon a man you can handle? You haven't suffered enough last time.
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