The Rezetta family did their part as promised.
The slave market in District 16 was completely devastated. The Giuliano Organization, having been silently taken aback, immediately convened a meeting.
The lower-ranking members of Giuliano's organization, below the capo level, had never seen the boss's face, and all they knew about him was that his name was 'Matteo'.
Today, too, Matteo was watching the meeting hosted by Nigel from the head of the table, his face covered by a mask.
“It seems like the Rezetta family isn’t acting alone.”
Chiron, the most trusted of the Capos, said.
Although all his recent strategies had failed, Chiron was still a man of extraordinary intelligence.
So neither the boss, Matteo, nor the underboss, Nigel, was kicking him out.
“Isn’t it your work that Rezeta recently attempted to assassinate Killian, Chiron?”
During the meeting, Matteo rarely spoke. When he heard his voice, Chiron flinched and quickly lowered his head.
“I’m sorry. The Crown Prince kept trying to manipulate us, so I couldn’t help it.”
“Yeah, I knew it.”
The waiter next to him poured some wine into Matteo's empty glass.
“Seeing that Rezetta, who failed to assassinate him, is still alive, it seems they’re joined hands with that Killian, isn’t it?”
Chiron trembled in fear, as if those words were blaming him.
“I’m sorry. I acted on my own without consulting the boss...”
“No, no. It’s okay. I’m not blaming you.”
Matteo drank the wine in his glass.
"Hmm."
Matteo grimaced and snatched the bottle from the servant.
“Is this Dekanshi single malt?”
“Yes? Yes... I took out the Dekanshi as you said.”
After confirming the name, Matteo threw the bottle on the floor without even listening to the servant's words.
The heavy glass bottle shattered with a loud crack.
The members of the organization shook their shoulders at that sound.
“It tastes too bland, I can’t drink it. I should have stored it properly.”
"Sorry!"
The servant knelt on the floor, where shards of glass were rolling around. Blood was seeping red from his trousers, but no one paid any attention.
“I don’t feel so good.”
The other members of the organization dragged the attendant out. Everyone had a rough idea of what would happen if he left like this.
The servant, who knew that, tried to survive somehow and cried out to Matteo to save him, but it was of no use.
“Shall we continue our conversation?”
Matteo said to Chiron.
Even though the boss was in a good mood while talking, the atmosphere was very tense.
'No, should I call it a glass plate?'
In the midst of this, Chiron opened his mouth while thinking these pointless thoughts.
"I'm guessing that Starr's boss is launching a joint attack on our organization in exchange for sparing the Rezetta family."
At those words, Matteo laughed out loud for the first time during the meeting.
“This is why I can’t leave you.”
"It's a positive response," Chiron sighed inwardly.
“Then why did they bother me by hitting the slave market for no reason?”
“I think this is just bait.”
“Then what is the real purpose?”
Chiron was also curious about that. Why had they touched on the relatively unimportant District 16?
When Chiron couldn't answer, Matteo turned his head to the other side. Again, no one answered.
"Boss."
Then Nigel opened his mouth.
“It’s clear that touching the slave market was part of a plan to attack us.”
"So?"
"I think this is just the beginning. Their goal seems to be to provoke us by touching on several issues in the future."
The Giuliano organization's operations were all illegal. Because they, and most other mafia organizations, engaged in illegal activities, the Commission had never imposed sanctions on them.
However, there was nothing to say even if another organization attacked then under this pretext.
Nigel thought that perhaps Rezetta and Starr were using this as an excuse to attack them and provoke them on purpose.
If this incident led to an all-out war, there would be no way for the committee to stop it, even if the members of the organization were injured or killed each other.
Above all, it was a good time to start a fight because the chairmanship position was vacant.
"The problem is that the Gotio Family is also friendly with the Starr Family. If the three organizations join forces, we could be at a disadvantage in an all-out war."
“Tsk.”
Matteo clicked his tongue.
“Then find a way to do it.”
“I think...”
This time, Chiron spoke again. Having failed twice to kill Killian, Chiron needed another chance to rise again.
“We must first destroy the Starr organization, which is at the center of this incident.”
"Whether they were the main ones or not, I was going to start with them. I hate that Killian so much."
Matteo strongly disliked Killian, who had established a base in the center of the capital city on the topic of a new organization and became the head of one of the four major mafia families alongside him.
"With the three organizations joining forces, an all-out war is difficult. I think it might be a good idea to exploit Killian's weakness and threaten him."
Using lethal tactics suited Matteo perfectly. He listened to Chiron's words with a satisfied expression.
“How about kidnapping his wife and holding her hostage?”
Another Capo interrupted Chiron's words.
“But recently, there have been rumors that he is preparing for a divorce from his wife.”
He was the one who had been spying on Emily under Nigel's orders. Nigel had been keeping an eye on Killian's relationship with his wife and had been receiving reports about Emily through him.
“What is the reason for divorce?”
“The personality differences between two people with very different lifestyles...”
“Hey, you punk!”
Matteo cut him off and laughed.
“Do you believe that?”
Matteo had also seen Killian and Emily together up close. Judging by their dynamic, it seemed unlikely they'd break up simply because of personality differences.
Chiron also thought it was time to give his opinion again.
“Seeing that he divorced at the point of attacking our organization, it was clearly to protect his wife.”
“What does that mean?”
“Yes, Madame Starr will still be Killian’s weakness.”
“I hope so.”
Matteo let out a sinister laugh.
“If it’s not a weakness, I’ll lose a precious life, but what can I do?”
In anticipation of the carrot festival, the Sinope mansion was bustling with attendants.
Emily, who had come as an invited guest, had nothing to do and was just strolling around the garden in comfortable clothes.
“Madam, you don’t believe him, do you?”
And on either side of them, Knox and Ivan were bragging about how great they were.
"Why on earth would you tell such blatant lies, Mr. Knox? You've never been in a proper relationship."
"Ignore everything Ivan says, it's nonsense. If you believe it, you'll be called the biggest fool in the country."
“Mr. Knox, aren’t you speaking too carelessly to the madam?”
Emily desperately wanted to walk alone and quietly.
She didn't care whether they were popular with women or not.
"Lady."
A maid girl came trotting towards Emily as if to save her.
“What’s going on?”
“Grandma Juliet came to visit after hearing that Madam had come to the estate.”
Juliet's grandmother had a long history with the Sinope family, so the servants did not treat her lightly, even though she was a commoner.
Above all, the elders of the Sinope family respected and trusted Grandma Juliet.
"Yes?"
Emily's face lit up at the thought of being able to escape from them. She was about to head straight for the reception room, but stopped when she saw two men following her, and turned around.
“Why are you doing that?”
Knox and Ivan asked, blinking.
“You... don’t have to follow me anymore. I’ll go alone, so you two can just take a walk in the garden.”
The two people who had clearly stayed to enjoy the carrot festival had no intention of leaving Emily's side.
The people of Sinope Mansion also took Ivan and Knox for granted as Emily's escorts.
“Are you telling me to go for a walk alone with this guy right now?”
Knox looked Ivan up and down with a disgusted expression.
“I’d rather be here chopping firewood.”
At those words, the maids standing behind whistled in response.
“What? How long have those people been here?”
Knox took a step back in surprise.
Knox didn't seem to notice that Ivan's followers had been following him since they saw him chop wood with his shirt off.
“Now I know why no one told me to chop wood, but you did!”
That bastard Ivan flaunted his thick body like this to seduce women. Realizing this, Knox frowned and glared at Ivan.
“What are you looking at like that?”
Ivan scoffed at Knox and took off his shirt. The maids cheered again.
“Yes, I accept your challenge.”
Knox took off his shirt as if he had been given a challenge.
Then the maids' cheers grew louder.
Emily quietly entered the mansion while Ivan and Knox fought over a woodcutter.
They were a very unstoppable couple.
The slave market in District 16 was completely devastated. The Giuliano Organization, having been silently taken aback, immediately convened a meeting.
The lower-ranking members of Giuliano's organization, below the capo level, had never seen the boss's face, and all they knew about him was that his name was 'Matteo'.
Today, too, Matteo was watching the meeting hosted by Nigel from the head of the table, his face covered by a mask.
“It seems like the Rezetta family isn’t acting alone.”
Chiron, the most trusted of the Capos, said.
Although all his recent strategies had failed, Chiron was still a man of extraordinary intelligence.
So neither the boss, Matteo, nor the underboss, Nigel, was kicking him out.
“Isn’t it your work that Rezeta recently attempted to assassinate Killian, Chiron?”
During the meeting, Matteo rarely spoke. When he heard his voice, Chiron flinched and quickly lowered his head.
“I’m sorry. The Crown Prince kept trying to manipulate us, so I couldn’t help it.”
“Yeah, I knew it.”
The waiter next to him poured some wine into Matteo's empty glass.
“Seeing that Rezetta, who failed to assassinate him, is still alive, it seems they’re joined hands with that Killian, isn’t it?”
Chiron trembled in fear, as if those words were blaming him.
“I’m sorry. I acted on my own without consulting the boss...”
“No, no. It’s okay. I’m not blaming you.”
Matteo drank the wine in his glass.
"Hmm."
Matteo grimaced and snatched the bottle from the servant.
“Is this Dekanshi single malt?”
“Yes? Yes... I took out the Dekanshi as you said.”
After confirming the name, Matteo threw the bottle on the floor without even listening to the servant's words.
The heavy glass bottle shattered with a loud crack.
The members of the organization shook their shoulders at that sound.
“It tastes too bland, I can’t drink it. I should have stored it properly.”
"Sorry!"
The servant knelt on the floor, where shards of glass were rolling around. Blood was seeping red from his trousers, but no one paid any attention.
“I don’t feel so good.”
The other members of the organization dragged the attendant out. Everyone had a rough idea of what would happen if he left like this.
The servant, who knew that, tried to survive somehow and cried out to Matteo to save him, but it was of no use.
“Shall we continue our conversation?”
Matteo said to Chiron.
Even though the boss was in a good mood while talking, the atmosphere was very tense.
'No, should I call it a glass plate?'
In the midst of this, Chiron opened his mouth while thinking these pointless thoughts.
"I'm guessing that Starr's boss is launching a joint attack on our organization in exchange for sparing the Rezetta family."
At those words, Matteo laughed out loud for the first time during the meeting.
“This is why I can’t leave you.”
"It's a positive response," Chiron sighed inwardly.
“Then why did they bother me by hitting the slave market for no reason?”
“I think this is just bait.”
“Then what is the real purpose?”
Chiron was also curious about that. Why had they touched on the relatively unimportant District 16?
When Chiron couldn't answer, Matteo turned his head to the other side. Again, no one answered.
"Boss."
Then Nigel opened his mouth.
“It’s clear that touching the slave market was part of a plan to attack us.”
"So?"
"I think this is just the beginning. Their goal seems to be to provoke us by touching on several issues in the future."
The Giuliano organization's operations were all illegal. Because they, and most other mafia organizations, engaged in illegal activities, the Commission had never imposed sanctions on them.
However, there was nothing to say even if another organization attacked then under this pretext.
Nigel thought that perhaps Rezetta and Starr were using this as an excuse to attack them and provoke them on purpose.
If this incident led to an all-out war, there would be no way for the committee to stop it, even if the members of the organization were injured or killed each other.
Above all, it was a good time to start a fight because the chairmanship position was vacant.
"The problem is that the Gotio Family is also friendly with the Starr Family. If the three organizations join forces, we could be at a disadvantage in an all-out war."
“Tsk.”
Matteo clicked his tongue.
“Then find a way to do it.”
“I think...”
This time, Chiron spoke again. Having failed twice to kill Killian, Chiron needed another chance to rise again.
“We must first destroy the Starr organization, which is at the center of this incident.”
"Whether they were the main ones or not, I was going to start with them. I hate that Killian so much."
Matteo strongly disliked Killian, who had established a base in the center of the capital city on the topic of a new organization and became the head of one of the four major mafia families alongside him.
"With the three organizations joining forces, an all-out war is difficult. I think it might be a good idea to exploit Killian's weakness and threaten him."
Using lethal tactics suited Matteo perfectly. He listened to Chiron's words with a satisfied expression.
“How about kidnapping his wife and holding her hostage?”
Another Capo interrupted Chiron's words.
“But recently, there have been rumors that he is preparing for a divorce from his wife.”
He was the one who had been spying on Emily under Nigel's orders. Nigel had been keeping an eye on Killian's relationship with his wife and had been receiving reports about Emily through him.
“What is the reason for divorce?”
“The personality differences between two people with very different lifestyles...”
“Hey, you punk!”
Matteo cut him off and laughed.
“Do you believe that?”
Matteo had also seen Killian and Emily together up close. Judging by their dynamic, it seemed unlikely they'd break up simply because of personality differences.
Chiron also thought it was time to give his opinion again.
“Seeing that he divorced at the point of attacking our organization, it was clearly to protect his wife.”
“What does that mean?”
“Yes, Madame Starr will still be Killian’s weakness.”
“I hope so.”
Matteo let out a sinister laugh.
“If it’s not a weakness, I’ll lose a precious life, but what can I do?”
***
In anticipation of the carrot festival, the Sinope mansion was bustling with attendants.
Emily, who had come as an invited guest, had nothing to do and was just strolling around the garden in comfortable clothes.
“Madam, you don’t believe him, do you?”
And on either side of them, Knox and Ivan were bragging about how great they were.
"Why on earth would you tell such blatant lies, Mr. Knox? You've never been in a proper relationship."
"Ignore everything Ivan says, it's nonsense. If you believe it, you'll be called the biggest fool in the country."
“Mr. Knox, aren’t you speaking too carelessly to the madam?”
Emily desperately wanted to walk alone and quietly.
She didn't care whether they were popular with women or not.
"Lady."
A maid girl came trotting towards Emily as if to save her.
“What’s going on?”
“Grandma Juliet came to visit after hearing that Madam had come to the estate.”
Juliet's grandmother had a long history with the Sinope family, so the servants did not treat her lightly, even though she was a commoner.
Above all, the elders of the Sinope family respected and trusted Grandma Juliet.
"Yes?"
Emily's face lit up at the thought of being able to escape from them. She was about to head straight for the reception room, but stopped when she saw two men following her, and turned around.
“Why are you doing that?”
Knox and Ivan asked, blinking.
“You... don’t have to follow me anymore. I’ll go alone, so you two can just take a walk in the garden.”
The two people who had clearly stayed to enjoy the carrot festival had no intention of leaving Emily's side.
The people of Sinope Mansion also took Ivan and Knox for granted as Emily's escorts.
“Are you telling me to go for a walk alone with this guy right now?”
Knox looked Ivan up and down with a disgusted expression.
“I’d rather be here chopping firewood.”
At those words, the maids standing behind whistled in response.
“What? How long have those people been here?”
Knox took a step back in surprise.
Knox didn't seem to notice that Ivan's followers had been following him since they saw him chop wood with his shirt off.
“Now I know why no one told me to chop wood, but you did!”
That bastard Ivan flaunted his thick body like this to seduce women. Realizing this, Knox frowned and glared at Ivan.
“What are you looking at like that?”
Ivan scoffed at Knox and took off his shirt. The maids cheered again.
“Yes, I accept your challenge.”
Knox took off his shirt as if he had been given a challenge.
Then the maids' cheers grew louder.
Emily quietly entered the mansion while Ivan and Knox fought over a woodcutter.
They were a very unstoppable couple.
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