Wild Young Miss: Mister, Let's Kiss!

After Ivan and Inigo briefed Zion about Zoey's history and the current problem, silence ensued. Ivan and Inigo gave Zion a moment to take everything in while they helped in locating Nikolai's new hideout.

Time passed by too fast but none of them cared. This week has been like this. They didn't need to talk too much: Milo digging up about the Silva Families activities and purchases, Matthew starting his career in the underworld and had been successful so far, Inigo's men sending intel back to them while the man recovered, while Ivan would usually train his skills with Matthew's men -- today was a difference.

Zion glanced at them, preoccupied in their own world. He wanted to speak and offer help, or anything of the sort. However, he couldn't. 

Everything was a shock to him. He could barely keep it together.

*knock knock*

Just then, a light knock came from outside the door. Zion turned his head to the door as it opened. Meanwhile, the rest in the room didn't even pay Angelo attention.

"I've sued the Feng Estate. Z Image Vice president will handle it while Zoey is not around." said Angelo as soon as he entered inside and tossed a folder on the table.

It might be surprising why Angelo was cooperating with them. However, his condition with them was just another complicated negotiation between them.

Angelo gazed at the only pair of eyes that were on him. As soon as he met Zion's eyes, Angelo furrowed his brows and frowned.

"Why is he here?" Angelo asked.

"He wanted to know things. So we told him things." With a lack of interest, Ivan answered while typing on his phone. 

Ivan was never busy with his phone. But he had been, recently. 

"Cora sent you something, by the way." Seeing Ivan's lack of attention, Angelo spoke.

That instant, Ivan perked up at him. "Where is it?"

"Left it inside my car. I'm not your delivery guy." Angelo shrugged, inciting glares from Ivan.

"Damn it!" Ivan ground his teeth as he sprung from his seat. "Milo, my former colleague, sent me to an online shopping site. I've been trying to figure it out, you might see something. Just hack my phone — leave my messages with my girlfriend alone."

With that being said, Ivan rushed outside to see what Cora had sent him. For the past week, Ivan had been busy reaching out to his former colleagues, whom he trusted the most.

Some warned him to stay away and enjoy the freedom Nikolai gave him. While others who weren't particularly loyal to their big boss had sent him vague messages.

Hence, Ivan hadn't met up with Cora for a week. Still, they remained connected through late night calls and constant updates through the day.

He missed her, obviously.

Angelo scoffed as he watched Ivan scoot away upon hearing Cora had a gift to him. When the latter left the room, Angelo shook his head and perched on the seat next to Zion.

"You seem depressed. I guess they didn't leave any information behind, eh?" Angelo chuckled and grinned when Zion glanced at him.

"Did you know? I'm also surprised when I first met your sister, the black cat. She instantly knew I'm playing double agent between Nikolai and Inigo." Proud, Angelo cast Zion a knowing look as if he wasn't ashamed of being disloyal.

"We actually planned to kill that guy over there. Apparently, he turned out to be the 'good guy' and now, plans have changed." 

Angelo added with a sigh. Inigo glanced at Angelo, who was enthusiastically pointing at Inigo while talking to Zion.

"Kill…?" Zion mumbled, as he couldn't imagine Zoey killing anyone. But with facts slapping him here and there, he couldn't doubt these anymore.

"*sigh* Your sister will surely become single when she comes to know who the people gathered here are…" Angelo trailed off as a chill ran down his spine.

Discreetly, he glanced in the piercing direction where the deadly glare came from. He gulped upon meeting Matthew's pair of menacing russet orbs.

Angelo cleared his throat and feigned ignorance. He then focused his attention on Zion once again.

"Anyway, I don't know how hard it is for you, since the person who I wanted to protect from this chaotic world ended up being manipulated. And now she's dead." Angelo raised his brows as he tried to sound cool with it. 

"Just like me, Zoey is like that. She tried to keep you away from this mess. Sadly, it has gone out of hand."

"Why are you telling me this?" After some time, Zion finally mustered enough courage to speak. 

"Are you trying to scare me by telling me I'd die?"

"Scare you?" Angelo's nose scrunched up in dismay. "I'm saying to accept things as they are. I came here and the gloomy atmosphere was what welcomed me. Sulking won't help."

Angelo shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. Zion furrowed his brows and stared at Angelo, waiting for an elaborate explanation.

Seeing this, Angelo let out a heavy sigh. He didn't really expect that Zoey's brother was the complete opposite of her.

Zoey was cunning and decisive. She went to Nikolai the second she's cornered and sacrificed herself instead of putting everyone in danger. Zoey knew that Matthew and everyone else needed time to prepare to stand up against Nikolai.

Meanwhile, Zion… no wonder Zoey never relied on him or anyone aside from Matthew. Not that she didn't want to rely on Zion, she just couldn't.

"What a shame." Angelo sighed and shook his head sideways. "What I'm saying is, since you know everything and I'm sure you feel guilty about it, what will you do?"

"Huh?"

"What will you do about it?" Angelo repeated, tilting his head to the side. "She is your half-sister, after all."

Zion remained silent, asking himself repeatedly what he would do about it?

"What will I…" Zion trailed off.

Finally, after his long silence, Matthew spoke, as he had been listening and observing for a long time.

"You can go home tonight." Matthew said, staring at Zion coldly. "This problem here is not yours to fix, nor do I plan to recruit you in this operation. Whether or not I like you, you're still her brother. So, the least you can do is fix what you can do as her brother. Come see me when you decided."

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