"Joseph?" Vanessa's voice was like a ghostly demon who was preparing itself to eat him but Joseph still forced himself to look at Vanessa who was smiling while blood dripped down her forehead.
"Yes, Milady? What can I help you with." Though he had a very good idea about what was going to happen now, he still didn't dare to interfere in anything that Vanessa wanted to say to him.
" Burn this place," ordered Vanessa as she strode out of the corpse-filled warehouse with a stony expression.
Joseph who was left behind felt his existence vanish by half. Burn what place? This place? Didn't the mayor ask them to keep a low profile this month? What happened to that? If he were to burn this place down—- what will happen to their gang? Though Joseph had many questions and concerns, he still followed the order of his mistress and set the whole place on fire.
And as they slid inside with police sirens blazing behind them, Joseph was able to foresee the headlines of tomorrow's newspaper.
Vanessa barged into her own house like she was going to raid it and Derren who was drinking a glass of orange juice almost jumped as he looked at his sister who looked like a walking landmine. One that he had no intention to step on but the thing was that he could only stop himself from stepping on the landmine but he couldn't stop the landmine from coming over and blowing up at him.
" I want a job." Without even giving Derren any time to prepare himself, Vanessa announced as she folded her arms and looked at her brother whose mouth fell agape as soon as she said that, rolling her eyes, she closed his mouth with her forefinger. " There is no need for you to react like this, it's not like I am asking you to let me use your body to test my medical skills."
" This is worst, what kind of job can you even do?" asked Derren wiping the juice that dripped down his chin. " I can hand you my body to test your skills because I know that you will be sending me to my maker but at least the matter will be only known to the people in this house if you go out for a job—- I am afraid I will have to hand another million or two to the mayor before I can even talk about bailing you out."
" I am not bailing you out again, my pockets are empty at the moment."
" Look at you whine," said Vanessa as she snatched a shrimp from her brother's porridge and popped it into her mouth. " I am just asking you to go on a job——"
" With people! You hate people," emphasised Derren as he shook his head and handed her another bowl of porridge that he asked the maid to bring and patted on the seat next to him. " And are you sure that you can even listen to your boss's nagging? I heard from many people that a boss is like a devil incarnate who likes to burn his employees in the fire of hell every day."
" I can burn him first."
" That's how you will be kicked out on your first day."
" I won't."
" Why are you being so insistent about going on a job, what did Nick do this time?" He asked as he tapped his lips with a cloth napkin and looked at Vanessa.
Frowning Vanessa couldn't help but ask, " How do you know that I am doing this because of Nick?"
" I am going to blame him for every weird shit you pull," said Derren as he sipped his orange juice. " I bet I will be right for most of the time."
" Half of the time."
"Most of the time."
Vanessa pouted as she hurriedly massaged her brother's shoulder and flattering smiled. " Brother, my good brother, just this time, just help me this once. I promise I will be on my best behaviour… you won't have to bail me out. No matter what happens."
" To the right, no, no a little bit to the left. Ah that's the spot," said Derren as he guided Vanessa to massage his sore spots. " You promise that you will not fight, kill, punch or do anything that will cause the boss to kick you out?"
"I promise," vowed Vanessa as she raised her hand and hurriedly agreed with her brother.
"Very well, move a little to the left." With his eyes closed, Derren enjoyed the feeling of his muscles getting relaxed one by one. " I will get you a temporary position in Nick's company but only for six months, if you can do it for six months then I will think of getting you a permanent position."
" You are the best brother!"
" Hehe, who do you think I am?"
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"Umm, Sir…Mr..no..Lord Blake how can I help you?" Nick's company's director was already sweating beads of perspiration from the second he found out that Derren Blake has called for a meeting. Now that he was sitting in front of the real deal, his assistant had to add three buckets around him so that he could wipe the sweat that was dripping down his forehead and squeeze it out in the buckets.
" I think my assistant already told you about that?" asked Derren as he tilted his head, unlike when he was with Vanessa all his smiles were gone and he was looking at the director with a stern expression that was making the other nervous as hell.
" Yea...Yeah he did say that you wanted to book a slot in the finance department for a job but why are you—-" in a need of a job, was what the director wanted to say but then Derren took out his gun from the back pocket and smilingly said, " I am sorry it was poking my bum."
Though he said that the director already lost a couple of inches from his waist as he sweated another wave of sweat.
" The job is for—-"
" You got it."
Derren blinked his eyes. " I got it?"
" Yeah, yeah. You got it." said the director, while wiping the sweat that was trickling down his forehead like he taking a shower. " You can job from next Monday—-"
Derren frowned thinking that it was too early but the director thought that he was upset because it was too late so he hurriedly added, " You can join now if you want…." What was wrong with the mafia these days anyway? Was there a recession in their business?
" But I am not the one who is joining the company."
This time it was the director's turn to blink his eyes as he asked, " Then who is?"
" My sister."
The director gulped as he wiped another round of sweat —— the Mafia princess? Maybe he should go back home and write his will.