The Queen of Mafia - 97 She was wrong

“What really happened? How is he missing!?” Aisha asked in a low voice. Though her voice is calm, but looking at her rigid stance tells Alfred that she is anxious and worried for Freohr’s safety.

“Earlier, Freohr excused himself, saying he will just take a breather outside but not long after he went outside, he send a distressed signal to me. I had someone tracked his location and send a group of mafiosi to back him up but unexpectedly he isn’t there on the location but the dead bodies of the assassins are there.”

Aisha gritted her teeth in anger. They were in the room Lucian gave her and all her things from the hotel are in here. Aisha took her laptop and asked where was the assassination happened, and when Alfred told her the location, she realized that it was the road beside the cliff. She remembers that there is surveillance cameras in the road and began hacking the security system of the Kingsley City to get the footage of the CCTVs.

Alfred looked at the speed of Aisha’s fingers typing on the laptops keyboard. She isn’t even looking at what she’s typing, her gaze are only focused on the complicated numbers as windows and windows appeared and dissapeared one after another.

Then his eyes shifted on Aisha and averted his gaze. His Young Lady is only wearing an oversized shirt that is obviously not hers and a black boxer shorts, luckily she seems to be wearing her brassiere. He could already guessed what happened in Aeron’s room. Alfred blushed slightly and also remembers the first time he saw Aisha in the same state as she was now.

That night… she seems to do “it” with Mr. Aeron Cavelli.

A few minutes had passed and Aisha managed to broke the system’s firewall and get the recorded footages of the surveillance cameras.

Then she saw it. Freohr’s car. He isn’t driving too fast nor too slow, but Aisha could feel a sense of wondering aimlessly at the sight. A minute had passed and you can easily notice that his speed is becoming faster than before.

And then five cars are seen near Freohr’s car. Two on the back, and three in front. It also just so happens that they are now in the curve part in the road.

Freohr can’t go back nor he can outrun those cars in the front. The only option he has is to stop and fight them or else the chances that he will fall in the cliff is high.

As expected, Freohr stopped his car and went out with a two guns in his hands. Freohr has always been skilled with guns, he has more accuracy in shooting than Aisha.

The footages isn’t too clear, but his aggressive fighting tells Aisha that he was in a bad mood. Big time.

Then her eyes catched one familiar assassin. No, he is a hitman. Aisha knows him.

“Kevin Bravia!” Alfred also noticed the familiar hitman for he fought with him once during those times when he is not serving his Young Lady yet.

Aisha’s expression turned ugly, her memories went back when she was 10 years old, specifically when she annihilated the whole Bravia famiglia by herself because of their several business of kidnapping children and auctioned them to those lusty pedophiles.

Kevin Bravia is a skilled hitman who is in his early twenties that time. He almost took her life back then, but luckily Aisha managed to survive and beat him until he was on the brink of dead.

After so many years Aisha didn’t expect that he is still alive.

Aisha gritted her teeth, both of her hands are clenched.

She was wrong this time.

She thought that keeping Freohr close to her will make people wary to harm him because of their fear of Aisha. However, she completely forget that she has so many enemies that wanted her dead no matter what is the consequence they will face. And the best way to harm her is through the people whom she cares for.

Because of her carelessness and arrogance that she put Freohr in danger.

Aisha closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened her eyes, it was empty.

After this, she had to end her connection with Freohr to keep him safe.

In fact, she had to end her every connection with everyone.

The video ended with Freohr being shot close to his heart and fell into the cliff.

Aisha closed her laptop and stood up, facing Alfred who is wating for her command.

“Just one last thing,” Aisha cleared her throat. “When did Freohr leave?”

“About more than an hour ago.” Alfred answered.

Aisha’s expression fell as she suck in a deep breath.

It was all her fault, after all.

In this accident, she really has no one to blame but herself.

“Alfred.” Aisha called, no one can really tell what she is thinking by her expressionless face.

“Yes?”

“Kristen Cavelli, let her go.”

“What?” Alfred was shocked to hear this.

Let… let Kristen go? Rafael Cavelli is still looking for Kristen. If they suddenly let her go, Rafael might find Kristen and they will know that it was Aisha who kidnapped her.

Also, there is Freohr…

Does the Young Lady wants to drive a wedge between the two famiglias and have a war?

“Do I need to repeat myself?” Aisha asked coldly as she pulls random clothes from her bag.

Seeing Aisha will change her clothes, Alfred automatically turn his back at her and said, “No, Young Lady, I will tell them right away to let Kristen go.”

“Good.” Aisha said and Alfred had this strange feeling that his Young Lady is back from her former self.

Cold. Emotionless. Indifferent. And empty.

Though Aisha has always been like this but being with her for years, Alfred could tell that his Young Lady had changed. Compared from before, Aisha had this glee hidden in the depth of her eyes.

But looking at her now, it seems that she is back to her former self.

It looks like she is about to lose something important.

And it seems she will.

Because Alfred is afraid that after this accident, Freohr will hate Aisha to the core.