Chương 42: Praising Behind Back
The atmosphere became deafening silent after the brief killing and attempt of breaking bones. One would not have thought that Renna Amaryllis was not going to pay any heed to Morgan's statement.
The foolish man thought that he could borrow a few moments to process his brain for an escaping plan. Thus, he brought up the statement that Ronan Ross was coming for her.
Unknown to Morgan that his so called clever utterance and brave act of threatening Renna by using Ronan's name, was simply foolishness.
The name mentioned in front of her infuriated the lady at once, of course how dare Morgan think that he could scare the devil woman!
'Pahh! I'm waiting for him to come and get me, you fool! I'm waiting for Ronan Ross!'
Of course, everything was going on in Renna's mind which was running at an unnatural pace. How could the lady show her emotions to everyone, the storm which was hidden in her. She kept her eyes on Morgan but did not let her muscles to stretch reflexively.
A volcano of emotions bubbled up within her body at the mentioning of the name, that the heiress could not control her hands. The loud bang of the gun at first startled Renna's henchmen, they became confused that their master wanted Morgan.
But what made Renna Amaryllis change her mind that she did not bother to force or torture Morgan, as a predicted situation. Because negotiations were definitely not a chance to ponder by Renna.
Upon hearing the single bang of the gun, the henchmen sensed the unsaid signal and immediately twisted the necks of Morgan's men.
"Clean up the mess and do not leave a trace. The house caught fire, got it!"
Renna's stern, cold voice resonated in the down hall. Her words did not hold any trace of mercy, how could she leave Morgan's dead body for his pals.
How could she let the man who attempted an assassination attack on her, failed her car brakes, and planted a bomb?
Renna Amaryllis aka Amaris wanted the same end for Morgan, he tried to burn her to ashes six years ago. It was his turn now that the world would not even remember how he died, he would disappear anonymously as never existed.
"Yes, boss. We will do the work right way, please let us do."
The Chinese guy, Ye, chirped. Perhaps, the naive man did not hear carefully that whatever he just spoke was exactly Renna had demanded from them.
Of course, what else one could expect from a man in his early twenties.
Renna heaved a sigh at the choice of her team, not because she regretted their selection. But those henchmen were quite chatty, totally opposite to her personality.
The lady threw the gun towards Ning who caught it instantly, while Renna walked out of the house for her men to clean up the mess.
"Whoa! Didn't you find Boss really cool?"
Ye dragged the dead body of the dead man, while his brain was still stuck in praising Renna. Sure, the man respected his master along with finding Amaris as an inspiration.
"Oh my goodness! No one would believe that the boss of anti mafia organisation is actually a woman!"
Ning added to Ye' remarks, while the third man remained quiet.
Ye and Ning kept on their activity to drag dead bodies into a certain position, that the fire would seem unexpected but natural. Thus, the positions of the men was supposed to be very natural, thus they needed to create the atmosphere.
They wanted to laugh at Morgan's men and their stupidity to provoke their boss, but in the same brief moment he was aware that Morgan had realized his blunder.
Ning and Ye successfully sensed that Morgan became aware that the woman in front of him was no ordinary, was he was not going to step outside alive as he had already fallen in her trap.
"Oh! Yes, you are really right. I wish we could see boss fighting for some time longer."
Ye placed his request while he sighed helplessly and began looking for some oil, as he headed towards the kitchen.
"You both should spend some time in wrapping up this work, because I'm afraid your time is running. And still you both are not fully aware of the importance of your work."
The third quiet man, finally spoke up in a cold tone.
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