Trapped Married By Young Master - Chapter 57

In a classic Italian style mansion with a colonial touch

Spider frowned when he saw a name on his phone screen.

“Daren Snake. What’s the problem now?” Spider hissed while looking at the cellphone in his hand.

The shirt that Luci gave him was still attached to his body, while his shirt was still left in Luci’s flat. Spider had left it on purpose so they had a reason to meet again.

Daren Snake was the leader of a mafia clan called UV Snake. The clan was located in another state in America. Recently, Daren had tackled the big task of widening the illegal arms trade route there.

Daren never called when it’s not urgent. And the crunch was usually followed by trouble.

“Hello,” Spider coldly. “Especially?” he continued in English.

“Sorry, sir. But I have bad news,” Daren answered also in English.

Spider’s joy after sleeping with Luci all night began to fade and vanish. His eyes turned cold and dark again.

“What is the problem?” Spider snapped as he straightened himself on his swivel chair.

“The main road has been blockaded. There is some kind of local intrigue in some areas of the state. We can’t move at all.” Daren’s voice was shaking. How could he not, at this time he was talking to Stephen J. Diamond, the leader of the mafia clan which already overseed the UV Snake clan.

Not to mention that Stephen Diamond or Spider had uncontrollable ruthlessness. If your job goes wrong, your life can be at stake.

“How long will it take for the intrigue to finish?” Spider’s voice was flat and expressionless. But in every word he said, Spider seemed to be sending a thousand knives that he aimed for Daren who was in the USA.

“We can’t say for sure, sir. Because it’s a very sensitive matter here.” Daren said hesitantly.

“I know. I’ve read the news,” interrupted Spider as if he didn’t want to waste his time.

“I still want the road widening to be completed in three days. Muster whoever you’ve got. If you don’t, you will know the consequences,” concluded Spider and then hung up the phone.

He then leaned back in his swivel chair. Spider was daydreaming and thinking seriously. His face was dark and frozen, even colder than Evan’s or Mr. John’s.

Thousands of knives seemed to be lodged in those deep and sharp eyes. And just one hit of those knives can kill you instantly.

Meanwhile outside the room stood two men who were going to report on the results of monitoring the sea lanes on drug smuggling. They were also bringing bad news because the sea lane blockade was also being carried out, to reduce the number of drug smuggling.

“Sir will kill us on the spot if we report now,” one of the two said worriedly. His name was Tom. He was a short man who had a penchant for smoking and drinking. His teeth were yellow, and his tongue was the color of corroded iron.

“But if Sir finds out from someone else’s mouth, we’ll be hanged,” replied one of the other men. His name was Matt. He was a man who had the physical characteristics of a clown. His face was cute and round with a red nose.

“But you just look at it now! See! Sir is in bad shape,” Tom hissed as he peered at the wooden door of Spider’s room. His eyes widened when he saw how terrifying Spider was right now.

“And when he came, Sir was so happy and so bright,” Matt replied.

“It’s because of our mother-to-be (Luci).” Tom tried to remind him.

Hearing Tom’s answer, Matt suddenly had an idea. His cute face was nodding without the slightest bit of wanting to tell Tom what was going on in his head.

“We have to ask our mother-to-be for help.” Matt peeked again through the gap in the wooden door. Only she can save us,” Matt continued seriously.

Instead of agreeing, Tom threw his fist at Matt’s head.

“ARE YOU CRAZY?” snapped Tom impatiently.

“You’re the crazy one, you idiot!” Matt instead hit Tom in the head. Matt had to tiptoe first so his fist could hit his friend’s head because Tom was taller than Matt. “Keep your voice down!” Matt’s glare warned.

“Okay, sorry.” Tom blushed. “There is no way we can ask our mother-to-be for help. Besides, we don’t know the location of the house yet.”

“There’s Victor. We ask him to trace Sir’s travel history instead.” Matt said lightly.

“You want to spy on your own master huh?” Tom again thumped Matt’s head in annoyance. “It’s an invasion of privacy, you know that?”

“What’s the violation? Victor is always checking Sir’s location anyway.”

“That’s different. He did it to ensure Sir’s safety.”

Matt didn’t want to respond. On his face that looked like a clown, he scowled and sneered at Tom.

“Stop sneering at me!” Tom again hit Matt’s head in anger after finding out that Matt was secretly sneering at him. But Matt couldn’t fight Tom’s punch.

“Listen, if Sir finds out we contacted our mother-to-be, he could chop us up. You know that right?” Tom then put his mouth to Matt’s ear so no one else could hear him. “You know how possessive sir can be if he already likes something?” continued Tom.

Matt’s eyes filled with annoyance suddenly widened in agreement with Tom’s words. Matt had just realized that fact. He then nodded in agreement.

Suddenly someone came. That person was Lev, Spider’s right-hand man, and highest confidant because Lev had served in the Diamond family since he was a teenager. Now Lev was over forty years old.

“What are you guys doing outside sir? Have you guys reported the sea lane blockade?” asked Lev no less curtly.

Lev was a man who had many wrinkles on his face. His beard was trimmed neatly but the remains of his shaving were not cleaned properly. So there was still a black streak on his beard.

“You see… so we are.” Tom glanced at Matt. He couldn’t tell Lev directly about their fear given how cruel Lev was. Even Lev’s ruthlessness was right below Spider’s.

Tom’s eyes gave Matt a code so that his partner would help him explain to Lev.

“Shhh, help me, you idiot,” whispered Tom, moving the corners of his lips.

“No. No.” Matt shook his head without thinking. When he said ‘no’, Matt didn’t even make a sound, so he was afraid that Lev would get angry too.

“What exactly are you guys talking about? Have you reported to Sir yet?” Lev shouted starting to get louder. But the two men in front of Lev shrank like frightened rats.

Feeling that no one wanted to answer him, Lev took out a gun that had silver color in almost all parts of the object. The gun was called the Eagle Mark XIX dessert pistol, which could kill someone in one shot.

Seeing that Lev had pulled out his deadly weapon from under his black coat, Tom and Matt immediately knelt to beg for forgiveness from Lev.

“Gosh, Lev. My goodness. We haven’t reported to Sir yet,” Tom trembled.

“Sir is in bad shape. He just got a call. Forgive us, Lev.” Matt replied.

Lev didn’t say anything because he didn’t trust Tom and Matt. Because sometimes the two men in front of him often lie. Therefore Lev chose to go forward to check the Spider’s room.

But what Lev saw, Spider wasn’t in such a bad condition. Instead, Spider was in a good mood, even better than before.

“You think I can be fooled? Sir is in a good mood. Quickly stand up and report or you will die!” Lev ordered.

Instantly Tom and Matt stood up swaying. Then they peered through the gap in Spider’s wooden door.

And how shocked they were when they saw Spider even giggling to himself. Tom and Matt looked at each other in disbelief.

Meanwhile, in his room, Spider was reading the message that Luci had sent him.

In the message Luci wrote, “Your cooking is very good. I like it. Come often to cook for me, kekekeke.”

‘Bee, she has accepted me as her husband,’ Spider thought, unable to hide his laughter.

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