You don't even want to call me godfather

"My mother once told me about the process of how she and my father met and fell in love," thinking of this, Destiny began her emotional tutorial, "Love, this kind of emotion, you don't need to be so entangled. Sometimes being impulsive is not a bad thing at all."

"Ms. Destiny?"

"Don't worry about me. Aren't your problems more important than mine?" Destiny said. "My brother has always been alone. His rare close friend died at the hands of his childhood sweetheart. He has finally forgotten his hatred. Now is the time when he needs someone to rely on."

Seeing Angelina looking shy but still listening attentively, Destiny felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"I have always been very dependent on my brother, but I also know how much trouble I have caused him. You are right, he is a gentle and considerate person. Even though I have been to prison, he has never thought that I have brought shame upon him. Even now, after I have contracted mineralogy, he is still taking care of me patiently," Destiny looked at Angelina bitterly and continued, "I envy you for being able to face your identity as an infected person. Perhaps it is because I am spoiled, even though I know it is wrong, I still don't want to face it and see those people's disgusted and contemptuous eyes."

"That's not the case, Miss Destiny." Unexpectedly, the blush on Angelina's face faded. After listening to Destiny's self-destructive words, she responded seriously, "There is nothing shameful about being infected. We haven't done anything against the law. We are just infected patients. There is no reason to give up on ourselves. What's more, wouldn't this cause trouble to those who care about us?"

"..."

Destiny looked at her in surprise. She was speechless because she couldn't find any reason to refute Angelina.

This Wolper girl doesn't seem to be as simple as she thought, but perhaps it is precisely because of her simplicity that she has such an attitude towards life.

Angelina was right. Destiny cared more about dragging down his brother than being hated by others.

She is a child of the Cascade family, a Koshe, the sister of the current godfather, and the leader of the wolf hunters. She also shoulders the responsibility of revitalizing the family, and she cannot divert her brother's energy because of her own reasons.

Like her brother, she didn't want the Cascade family to be destroyed because of her own faults.

"So, that's how it is..."

Destiny smiled, she lowered her head and looked at the Originium crystals on her chest and arms.

Perhaps, she could understand a little bit why Koshe fell in love with Angelina, this seemingly ordinary girl from the Wolper tribe.

Chapter 62: Taking Advantage of the Situation

"Angelina, I've found the soy sauce. Why did you take so long to--"

"Shh-"

Jill went upstairs and was about to ask Angelina why she hadn't come back for so long when she was interrupted by Koshe, who was standing at the door of Destiny's room and signaled for silence.

"what happened?"

Jill was confused, but she still lowered her voice and asked.

"I asked Anjie to help me a little. Please wait for a moment."

Koshe said, counting the time while leaning against the wall, waiting for the result.

Although Jill was silent, she leaned against the wall with him and stared at the closed door.

The atmosphere seems very serious.

Jill thought so as she stole a glance at Koshe's profile. Seeing his focused expression, her heart was stirred again.

At the same time, the noisy sounds from earlier emerged in her mind.

There was the sound of bottles breaking, tables and chairs toppling, drunken swearing, the shouting of the crowd, and then the gunshot that ended it all.

The door opened and Angelina walked out of the room, followed by Destiny wrapped in a sheet.

"Destiny, are you feeling better?"

Koshe walked forward and asked with concern.

"Um……"

Although Destiny still responded listlessly, seeing that she was willing to leave the room, Koshei felt satisfied.

This is just the beginning, take it slow.

"Um, Miss Jill?" Angelina waved her hand in front of Jill who was in a daze and said, "Are you okay?"

"...Yeah, it's okay." Jill nodded thoughtfully. Her eyes met with Destiny's for a moment, and then she turned and walked downstairs. "Let's go, it's time to cook."

"Oh, yes," Angelina followed Jill obediently and said to Koshe, "Then I'll go and help first, Mr. Koshe."

"Well, go ahead," Koshe responded, then he looked at Destiny and asked, "What did Angie tell you?"

"...No, it's nothing." Destiny's eyes were still on Jill's back until they were blocked by Angelina. She turned her gaze back and looked at Koshe's concerned expression. "Don't worry about me, brother. I'm fine."

"Well, it's okay."

Koshe rubbed Destiny's head, and this time, Destiny did not dodge.

She quietly accepted Koshe's touch and did not resist even when her hair was ruffled again. To her, her brother would always be the person closest to her, comparable to her mother.

Koshe brought Destiny downstairs. He placed Destiny at the dining table and was about to sit down next to her when he suddenly thought of something.

"Destiny, please sit down for a while. I'll be back soon."

Koshe said this to Destiny, then walked to the left side of the living room.

He remembered that after Dana entered the house, she seemed to be heading in this direction, and over there was the study.

"Dana?"

Koshe called Dana's name, but there was no response.

He walked into the study and saw Dana standing in front of a bookshelf with her back to him, seemingly flipping through a book.

"What are you looking at, Dana, so absorbed in it?"

Koshe walked around Dana's side, looked at her focused expression, and asked.

But Dana still didn't respond. As if she was possessed, her eyes never left the book in her hands.

Koshei sensed something was wrong, he leaned down slightly and saw the cover of the book.

"This is!"

Koshe snatched the book from Dana's hand, and Dana immediately returned to normal after the book was taken away.

"Eh? How can I——"

"Where did you find this book?"

Koshei asked seriously, holding the book tightly in both hands.

“Eh?” Dana answered in confusion, as if she knew nothing or had forgotten something. “No… I don’t seem to remember anything since I came here.”

The words Koshe wanted to say were stuck in his throat. Yes, this book was the one that a gang member had dug out from the ruins of the Godfather's mansion, the book that recorded the story of the ancestors of the Cascade family escaping from the hounds.

Dana's situation was the same as that of the gangster who took out the book. After the book left her hands, she instantly forgot what she had just done.

Msisha... this guy...

Koshe didn't know how many things Msisha had hidden from him. After that day, he never opened the book again. He didn't know what secrets or mysterious powers were in the book that attracted other people and prevented them from remembering what was in it.

It seems that he should find some time to read this book carefully.

……

In the kitchen, Jill was holding a spatula, staring at the meat in the pot in front of her in a daze.

"Miss Jill! The meat is burning!"

Angelina's cry woke her up and she quickly turned the meat in the pot.

"Phew... That was a close call," Angelina breathed a sigh of relief. But looking at Jill who looked a little strange, she asked, "Ms. Jill... Are you really okay? You look like you have something on your mind?"

"..." Jill mechanically stir-fried the meat in the pot. She did not answer Angelina's question, but asked her instead, "Angelina, what is your relationship with Koshe?"

"Eh?"

Angelina was confused. Why was everyone asking this kind of question today?

"Well... maybe... probably... maybe I have some feelings for Mr. Kocher, right? Although it's basically unrequited love..." But thinking back to what Destiny had just said to her, Angelina no longer denied her feelings and said, "Ah, Miss Jill, please don't tell Mr. Kocher! Otherwise, I may never be able to face him again..."

"..." Jill stopped moving her hands, her expression was complicated, "I really envy you, Angelina..."

"Huh? What?"

"I mean, where on earth does Koshe get all this charm from, damn!"

Jill complained, as if she was dissatisfied with something and had no place to vent her anger.

"Well... I don't have so many reasons to like this kind of thing," Angelina answered the question very seriously, "But I'm not really sure. After all, I've never had this feeling before. Mr. Koshe... is the first one. Although an ordinary girl like me is definitely not in Mr. Koshe's eyes, being able to stay by his side like this is enough for me."

Jill stared at Angelina.

No, girl, what nerve in your brain makes you feel that there is no future for you two? The ambiguous atmosphere has already hit my face, okay?

Although she thought so in her heart, Jill would definitely not say it. She could only remain silent about Angelina's thoughts and vent her resentment on the meat in the pot.

After a long time, Jill and Angelina brought several dishes to the dining table and served five bowls of cooked rice.

Koshe and Dana had returned to the dining table. Several people sat down at the table and began to enjoy the cooking of Jill and Angelina.

The dinner was very quiet, almost eerily quiet.

Everyone had their own thoughts. Jill would look at Angelina from time to time, and Angelina would occasionally look at Koshe. Koshe was always putting food into Destiny's bowl, but Destiny was always staring at Jill.

Only Dana completely forgot about the strange experience before and focused all her attention on fighting the food in the bowl.

"I'm done eating!"

As Dana ended her fight first, the others also put down their chopsticks one after another.

"Jill, Dana, Angie, what are your plans next?"

Koshe took out a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth, then asked.

"Of course not—"

"Dana and I need to go back and deal with the bar's problems. If we don't think of a solution, the bar might really go bankrupt."

Before Dana could finish her words, she was interrupted by Jill with a louder voice. She obviously didn't want to stay long.

"What about Anjie?"

Koshe asked.

"As for me, since Miss Jill and Miss Dana are both leaving, it doesn't seem very polite for me to stay here alone."

"Well... okay, I'll take you there."

Koshe took out another tissue and wiped Destiny's mouth, then stood up and suggested.

Outside the mansion, Koshei and three others were walking on their way back to the rental house.

"It's so quiet, and there are no government officials on the streets."

They had not walked far from the mansion when Dana suddenly sighed.

There weren't many pedestrians on the road at this time, or it could be said that there were too few and something was a little strange.

Dana's teasing words made Koshei alert.

Sure enough, just a few seconds after Dana finished speaking, a black sedan suddenly drove out from the corner and sped towards them.

"Beware!"

Koshei shouted immediately, and he and Dana, who reacted the fastest, pushed Angelina and Jill to the side respectively, avoiding the car that rushed onto the curb.

After the attack on them failed, the car stopped a few meters away and a man got out of the car.

All four men fell to the ground. Koshei immediately stood up and rushed towards the man who got off the car. At the same time, he reached into his clothes and tried to take out the pistol.

But he was still a step too slow, as the man had the gun pointed at him.

"For William."

"boom!"

As the other party spoke, the bullet flew out of the gun. It was too late to dodge. Koshe's pupils shrank rapidly and the time around him seemed to slow down. He found something wrong.

The bullet grazed his side and flew behind him. The target of this shot was not him.

"Anjie!"

"Ding!"

Koshe turned his head suddenly and saw Dana lying on the ground in front of Angelina. She must have pounced on Angelina and used her mechanical arm to block the fatal shot.

When Koshe turned around again, the man had already got into the car and was driving away.

Koshe took out his gun and fired a shot at the rear tire of the car, but the opponent seemed to be prepared and the bullet was blocked by the metal baffle installed outside the tire.