The Daughter Of Mafia Queen

Chapter 84: THE COMPLAINT OF DELLA

Mr. Vincent knows what one of his servants will say. Just suddenly his hand was raised giving a loud slap until the waiter staggered and hit the other waiter who was behind. His eyes flashed with a hand that still left a hot sensation.

"If you still want to live. LOGIN!"

Not just surprised. The servants ran away in a storm from the employer. Either the new waiter or the old waiter. They know that Mr. Vincent, who works as a doctor, will not forgive anyone. Even if it's a waiter.

After being satisfied to see the fear he created in the eyes of his servants. Vincent rushed to the princess's room. He wanted to know, this time what caused Della's emotions. One thing for sure is something that reeks of failure he will hear.

When you want to knock on the door. It turned out that Della's room was open a little, seen the girl was walking back and forth while holding a face mask. The face is like he knows. Having noticed. Sure enough, it was Nara's face from the girl who ...

"Papa, until when will you stand in front of the door just to peek? Does papa not want to know. Why am I carrying this?" Della lifts Nara's face mask, making Papa Vincent walk into her daughter's room. The man also locked the room so that no one could hear the conversation of the two of them.

Vincent takes Nara's face mask from Della's hand, then notices the texture of the mask. For a moment, the man was busy just making sure and deducing what was really happening, until the sound of a collision with the clanking broke which turned out, the princess threw a glass from the table.

"I'm sick of it, Pa." Della said, then threw her body into her bed. The girl's face, it's red. His eyes were so shrouded in a mist of anger, with clenched hands, lips throbbing.

Vincent took the mask. His steps continued to advance toward his daughter, rubbed Della's head. She hopes her treatment will reduce her daughter's anger, even by just two percent. That's better, "Say, what's your problem this time?"

Della looked up, her eyes fixed on the cold cruel eyes that always gave her tactical knowledge at all times. "I want the fucking girl's death case, never to be revealed. Do you know, there was a commotion on campus. I'm not the one who did it."

"Sarah is still in the hospital. Prita was busy taking care of the cafe that we broke. Riswan is busy with his motorcycle gang. I'm confused who has that much evidence. Video footage from CCTV. Where Riswan smothers Nara from behind is scattered and a mysterious message that turns out the entire campus gets the message, without exception."

The shoulder-length hair girl, recounting everything that happened, even included her actions trying to manipulate the circumstances by disguising herself as Nara's distant brother. Unfortunately, Rose did not believe and seemed to know. If he's not the brother of the damned girl.

All the details the princess told, made Vincent think for a moment. The problem is back up, but why now? From the time of the abuse, then the death of Nara and the present. At least long enough.

"Now, please explain. Actually anyone who planned Nara's rape that night and name all the names of the young men who touched the girl's body."

"Della!" Papa Vincent calls his daughter, but she turns her face to the window instead. "Ok, if you're not honest. So, Papa will go to Sarah and ask the girl the same thing."

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