THE HEART OF THE MAFIA
Old Wound!
“Have you found what I asked for?”
The middle-aged man standing beside the wheelchair also let out a long sigh while also enjoying the vast expanse of black garden.
“Recover first, then you ask about it!”
“Ck! I need answers, not advice from you!” press it.
“Living replied, what a hard thing!” without looking to the side.
Both of his eyes were focused on the vast and fertile garden, but his brain could never escape thinking of someone he loved.
Sitting in a wheelchair for two weeks bored him, when his condition was declared to have escaped death even though the bandage was still coiled on his head.
However, the harsh reality that so scratches his heart deep enough must be accepted deeply even if he does not accept.
If, his condition does not experience muscle weakness more precisely in his two legs that can not walk, making him inevitably have to go anywhere using a wheelchair.
“Are you running what I want?” ask again.
Indeed, his heart and soul were impatient to be able to stand up and walk as before.
He wanted to run fast to search for himself without relying on others to look for someone he loved.
Someone who is important and meaningful in his life. But, now….
“Already.”
“Then?”
The middle-aged man was silent, again letting out a long sigh.
“Recover your condition, first!”
“I asked you.”
He was no longer able to come up with no answer.
He needs a quick answer. “I just want you to focus first on your treatment and also your therapy so that you both feet heal.”
“Yes, that's what I did. But, I want a definite answer from you. Why have you been quiet since then and always divert the conversation huh?”
Though his heart was impatiently waiting for news from the confidant. He needs information that the woman he loves who disappeared somewhere, safe and well.
He just wants to know how you are and also his fate who knows where it is.
“I've deployed our men to search for his whereabouts.”
“So you haven't found it all this time?”
“You only woke up this week. I don't want you to focus on women first!”
“Yes, I know and please don't remind me again. But I need a definite answer!”
“Almost one year you are lying down with the help of medical devices. I just want you to heal first. When you want to look for it.”
That and that again the man spoke of as if unwillingly helping him to find his woman.
In fact, for two weeks he has also tried hard to recover from the disaster that happened to him.
‘I'm just afraid you're chasing that woman. I don't want to lose you anymore either,’ the inner man.
“You should stay here.”
A sidetracked look, the man who was none other than Mike Shander turned to the middle-aged man who stood faithfully beside him.
Mike Shander's forehead frowned fixedly staring. “Before you take total care you should be here.
“I won't let you out even if I do therapy. I've told doctors and all to do therapy at home!”
“Why?”
The man took a long breath. “Many people out there are looking for you and are also looking for you right now, Mike.
“So, please understand. I don't want to lose my only niece!” emphatically.
“Ck! I don't care about that at all. I have to find my woman!”
“I will search wherever he is at the moment,” he exclaimed sounding angry.
“Alea is in Italy!”
Mike looked at the uncle with a deep pain. The wheelchair that had been waiting for him, the man turned around and looked at him questioningly.
“Italy?”
“We're still looking for whereabouts.”
“Please search until Alea meets!” pinta Mike is called the middle-aged man.
“Koreans are looking for Alea.
“So Alea is not with Jeon?”
“No. Almost a year this Korean man was the same looking for Alea's whereabouts including looking for your whereabouts that are lost like swallowed by the earth!”
“If Alea wasn't with Jeon? Then who is my Alea with?” mike asked with a long breath.
God, he's the one who's the most sorry to get to this.
“Then where did that unlucky woman go?”
If Gina is still alive and her people find her, I swear to you that Mike will kill her this second because of Gina. He lost his Alea.
Even almost a year of Alea's departure, no one knows what Alea's fate and circumstances are right now.
“Gina is dead at the hands of the mafia. I don't know who and I don't care! She's just a sneaky woman who's spent your fortune, Mike!”
Ah, that's true. Gina did spend her money at the gambling table and the woman had already sold her lover to the British mafia Santos Brighton.
“What Alea is in the hands of Santos Brighton?”
The man took a deep breath. “No! I heard Santos Brighton died at the hands of The Black Rose!”
The middle-aged man looked down at his nephew.
“And I heard The Black Rose was looking for you.
“The man spread out many of his men to search for your whereabouts. Mak—”
The man took a breath for a moment. “I want you to be careful.”
Mike's eyebrows are intertwined. “The Black Rose?” mike's money while remembering a familiar name.
Mike's taxi heard the name, but never dealt with The Black Rose as the Italian Mafia was heard.
“Yes. The Black Rose, Evans Colliettie is after you, Mike!”
“Evans Colliettie? For what?”
Mike was surprised, he had no problem here at all, then why was the man looking for him.
“I have absolutely no business with that italian mafia. Then why can that man look for me to spread so many people?”
“What are you afraid of?”
“No! I'm not scared at all even though it's The Black Rose!” press it.
The middle-aged man turned his body with a soft sounding sigh.
Before saying this, he was afraid that something bad might happen to his nephew.
“Tell me. Why is that guy looking for me, huh?”
“He's looking for you because of an old wound!”
A forehead, Mike frowned accompanied by a confused look.
“You mean, what?”
“Old injuries?”
The man looked at his nephew with a deep gaze accompanied by a rough sigh.
“Sometimes you'll understand what I'm saying. I don't want to make your head hurt to remember it. So—”
The middle-aged man bowed his back. “I just hope you don't think about anything else because your recovery is more important than anything!”
Mike grunted softly. “Your health is more important than your woman and also the one who is chasing you. You need to heal and get back to living your life. Your company needs you far from anything!”
“Ck! I don't care about everything!”
“Yes.that's right because now your eyes are blinded by Alea! Then heal first you seek the woman without reducing your responsibilities as the leader of MS crop!
"Never waste a company that your father Mike has built so hard. Remember that!” straight away as I go.
Help me come, like and gift, thank you very much
