The Supernatural Wife of the Paralyzed Young Master

You must be Matti!!

Hustle and bustle of the city at night is heard from a distance, becoming a background sound that accompanies the gripping silence in one of the rooms in the office building.

"Boss, forgive us for not being able to find him anywhere."

The grip of the hand on the thin object grew tighter, along with its hardened jaw. "You sure you can't?" His demands in a flat but sharp intonation imply a threat.

Silent. No answer from across there.

"Java." His orders were in a low but stressed voice.

Every voice and speech that came out of the mouth of the white man was full of intimidation, as was the leader of one of the underground organizations, which people call the Mafia.

"We'll keep looking for her." Finally came a firm and obedient answer from a discordant voice on the phone.

Highlight his dark eyes were cold and emotionless looking far ahead. The pent-up emotions actually provoke a vile soul in him.

"Kill that traitor as soon as you get back the stuff he stole."

"Killed him?" The respond across there repeated his Boss' speech.

"You want me to repeat my words?"

"Nope-no. We'll do as ordered."

The man put down his phone, disconnecting unilaterally without further instructions. While the spacious room was so quiet, a well-built man became a gamang just to breathe when he was in a room with a man sitting quietly in front of his desk.

Meanwhile, a dark aura seemed to unravel in the air, warning their instincts to be wary of him. An agonizing silence, made it feel like it was in a place unfilled by air.

"Young Master, this matter should leave it to me. Let me take care of it, you don't have to intervene directly to finish it!!"

That man could only nod his head in resignation."Okay, Young Master." And he did not know what kind of bad sleep they would experience if they failed to do their job. And he could only pray that the three of them managed to do their duty.

.

.

A sword was attached to the neck of Nuwa. The girl turned her head and found Monica standing behind her while grasping a very sharp sword.

His eyes were full of hatred when he looked at the Goddess.

"What are you doing?! Put down the sword right now!!" pinta Nuwa's.

Monica shook her head. "No!! Before I can finish you off!! You're a disaster, and people like you don't deserve to be left alive in the world

Nuwa's eyebrows intertwined. "You want to kill me? On what basis do you want me to die!! Don't we have a problem?!"

"THERE!!" Monica gave up quickly. "Of course there is!! Your arrival has ruined everything, it should have all the old grandmother's possessions falling into my hands and Delon's, but since you suddenly came out of nowhere, everything went awry. For that you do not deserve to live, and this very second I will finish you!!"

The sword slipped from Monica's grasp after being snapped by Nuwa. Nuwa swiftly took the sword and pointed it at Monica's neck.

Nuwa grinned sharply. "Who do you think you want to kill me?! You are definitely not my opponent!! I will give you two choices, live or die horribly?! Make your choice, and I will gladly grant it!!"

.

.

Seriate.