Chapter 36

Charles beside me also saw Virio and said quietly, "Good thing Mr. Soren is here."

When I turned around, time seemed to freeze around me.

The security guards at the entrance were moving toward the Camorra squad that had snuck inside.

"Don't worry, the security here is really good. They must have used some method to bypass the access control, but for now we don't need to be afraid."

Hearing Charles say this, I nodded too. "I'm not scared at all."

As long as Virio was here.

"Don't worry, we'll take you inside in a bit. They definitely can't break in," Charles said beside me, also walking toward Virio.

Virio was unusually wearing a suit today.

Actually, I rarely saw Virio in formal attire.

Generally, he wore casual clothes, probably for ease of movement.

Most of the time he wore dark-colored outfits, and today's suit was no exception.

But watching Virio walk toward me, I suddenly felt that this man, even in a crowd, would be someone I'd notice at first glance.

Because he was just too dazzling.

Yet his whole presence was deeply reserved, and combined with that cold face, this extreme contrast was what attracted people most, what fascinated them most.

I stared at him walking toward me in a daze.

What came to mind were all the rumors I'd heard during this time, and the jealous look on Freya's face when she mentioned Virio.

At the family meeting, in front of so many people, Freya had insisted on spreading rumors about me and Virio.

I knew she was just jealous, but thinking back on it, I felt a strange sense of pride.

The man Freya wanted but couldn't have was now my partner, and we were getting closer and closer.

Thinking this, I smiled at him too, my eyes unable to hide my growing feelings.

Virio seemed to see the expression on my face and suddenly broke into a smile. "Elvira."

I could see his lips forming my name, and could almost hear his voice calling me.

I smiled back and said, "Virio..."

But before I could finish saying his name, I suddenly saw someone in a green uniform.

I didn't know how that person had gotten around.

Obviously a Camorra member!

But Charles had just said that the security at the entrance would immediately stop these people and protect our safety.

So how did this person get through?

My brain couldn't process it fast enough in that instant.

Charles beside me also cursed under his breath, "Damn it."

They actually had someone this agile!

I looked at Virio over there, my eyes unblinking.

In this situation, I felt like everything around me turned into slow motion.

Time seemed to stop around me.

That person from the organization had clearly come prepared, not only getting behind Virio, but seemingly unnoticed by anyone around.

Only Charles and I were looking that way at the same time.

Charles reacted quickly, already moving toward Virio ahead of me, looking like he was going to fight that person.

But it was already too late.

He had sneaked behind Virio and raised the gun in his hand at him.

Everything changed in an instant.

In that instant, all the sounds around me seemed to disappear.

I could only hear my chaotic heartbeat, pounding away, while Virio's shocked face appeared before my eyes.

It was clearly just a subtle expression, but I could see all of Virio's changing expressions in that moment.

As if surprised by how fast this person moved - he had obviously already seen those people at the entrance.

Without thinking, I lifted my skirt and pulled out the lady's pistol I wore in my stockings.

When I was changing earlier today, Virio had seen me tuck a pistol into my stockings.

He'd said that I'd only learned from him for a bit a few days ago, so how could I already be skilled enough to find a place on my body to keep a gun.

I said I'd learned this before.

Actually, ever since Killian started training me, I'd been wondering when I could learn self-defense, when I could learn to shoot.

Because of this, I'd secretly collected a lot of information, always imagining that if one day I attended a party, I could hide a gun under my dress, which would let me protect myself at any time.

Unfortunately, I never got that chance.

Killian obviously wouldn't give me that opportunity - perhaps he also worried that one day when the truth came out, after I learned the whole truth about the family, I would turn on him.

So all these years, what he did to me was actually a blatant setup for my downfall.

At home, his attitude toward me was very good at first.

When my father died, before I even had time to grieve, he told me he would treat me like his own daughter, and I just jumped into the trap he wove for me.

Looking back on all these years, I almost treated my enemy as family - I couldn't help but feel disgusted with myself.

My thoughts drifted.

The past flashed before my eyes scene by scene.

I wasn't the one about to get hurt, but my mind was racing with countless thoughts.

Virio's shocked expression flashed by. He was also reaching for his clothes.

I knew he was going to fight back. Charles was already approaching the other person.

Just then, another figure flashed by - I saw it was actually Luca.

How did he get here too?

The three of us wanted to move at the same time.

But the scene was already very chaotic.

Even though three people were heading toward Virio, that person's movements were clearly faster.

He waved the gun in his hand and shouted angrily, "Don't move, or I'll shoot right now!"

But from his hesitant movements just now, I could tell he was probably just a subordinate.

Without orders from others, he probably wouldn't do anything for now.

I smiled.

Watching him about to move again, I raised my gun in a position others couldn't see.

Then I turned sideways and fired a quick, precise shot at that person.

I hadn't planned to move this fast.

But I was worried that the person's mental state was unstable.

Plus they were a terrorist organization, so for them, shooting and killing would become very easy.

Even if it was just a moment's hesitation, perhaps killing Virio would be considered a meritorious deed for him.

After all, the fact that he could sneak around with so many people there already proved he was quite skilled.

Countless thoughts intertwined in my mind, but my hand had already pulled the trigger just as Virio had taught me.

A clear gunshot rang out, followed by two more, then three.

It was the person I'd hit - before dying, his finger pulled the trigger again, firing a shot at the ceiling.