The man looked up, smiling at Ivana Monroe: "Do you really want it?" Ivana shuddered as if she had encountered something terrifying and turned to run. The man took a long stride and grabbed Ivana’s arm: "Didn’t you really want this cup? Why run? Or... did I remind you of some unpleasant memories? Is that why you’re afraid of me?" Ivana’s face paled slightly; she would never forget this man’s voice. He was the assassin who silently slipped into her car in the underground parking lot before. "You are indeed very afraid of me." Richie chuckled, and that sound in Ivana’s ears was a signal of danger. "This is a supermarket, there are cameras everywhere. I advise you not to act recklessly; you wouldn’t want to get caught and taken to the police station, would you?" Ivana suddenly regretted it. She shouldn’t have come here; otherwise, she wouldn’t have run into this disaster. Richie raised an eyebrow: "Really? Are you sure the cameras here can actually do anything?" Ivana’s heart skipped a beat. Had he already tampered with the supermarket’s cameras? How is that possible? Ivana summoned her courage to meet his gaze: "You’re dressed in luxury from head to toe. I assume your life must be quite good. Why risk going to jail because of me?" She observed very meticulously! Indeed, everything he wore was luxury, albeit the low-profile kind. Only those very familiar with high-end goods and with sharp eyes could recognize them. Yet this woman had pointed it out. Richie laughed, his gaze fixed on her pretty face and those slightly parted red lips: "Your mouth is quite good at sweet-talking, isn’t it? Did you beguile Leon Keane with it?" Ivana’s fingers tightened. This guy knew about her relationship with Leon Keane yet dared to lay a hand on her. It showed he had significant influence, as most people wouldn’t choose to become enemies with Leon Keane. "What happened last time was unavoidable. Everyone has a survival instinct, and so do I. Since you know Leon Keane, you should know I have a son. He’s only six. I want to watch him grow up; is that wrong?" Ivana asked him, her eyes misty as if they were about to turn into water droplets and fall. Richie paused, looking at Ivana’s questioning expression. A complex look flashed in his eyes. He knew Ivana had a six-year-old son, a child at that age who most needed a mother’s presence... Richie shook his head, annoyed that he almost got deceived by Ivana again. He chuckled: "I’m an assassin, not a charity worker. What’s the use of telling me this? Do you think I’ll let you go because of it?" He whispered wickedly in her ear: "Besides, you used me last time? In this world, anyone who uses me must die." Ivana bit her lip, lowered her head, and said nothing. Seeing her , Richie frowned. He really wanted to see her fearful, trembling look, but unfortunately, she didn’t show it. Richie nudged her: "Not talking? Have you accepted your fate?" Ivana shook her head internally; it was impossible. Ivana stomped down, moving so fast that Richie couldn’t dodge. His face twisted in pain, but Ivana took the chance to break free from his grasp and ran away faster than a rabbit. Richie endured the pain in his foot, wanting to chase Ivana, but after a couple of steps, he stopped again. The pain from being stomped was too much; the woman had stepped down hard. Richie could only watch her run away, cursing under his breath. "Hahaha... Boss got tripped up by that woman again... Oh~ no, this time the boss got tripped up by that woman’s foot," Thunder laughed devilishly behind Richie. "Stop laughing, the boss won’t be happy," Lightning nudged Thunder with his elbow, reminding him. Thunder sensed Richie’s murderous glare and immediately stilled his laughter, his face stiff: "Boss, I wasn’t laughing, definitely wasn’t laughing." Richie’s mouth twitched, "You think I’m deaf?" "Who told you to come here? Get lost~" Richie was furious and shouted at Thunder and Lightning. Without a word, Thunder and Lightning disappeared from Richie’s sight. The boss is mad; let’s scram. After they left, Richie’s ears turned red. Damn woman, she embarrassed him in front of his brothers. Next time he caught that woman, he definitely wouldn’t go easy on her. Richie’s phone rang; it was Lightning. Richie snapped: "What the hell do you want? If it’s not important, I’ll kill you." Flash trembled: "Boss, there’s important news. A big deal worth seventy million has come in." Hearing about the money, Richie’s anger subsided quite a bit: "Go on." Flash said: "This job is from the head of the Quinn family. There are three objectives: First, find Jack Quinn, alive or dead. Second, kidnap Timmy Monroe. Third, the target is Ivana Monroe. They want us to kill Timmy in front of Ivana, then find someone to violate Ivana, in a ’first rape then kill’ scenario." "Tsk tsk, such cruel means. Boss, what do you think? If you have feelings for Ivana Monroe, we could just drop this job..." Richie immediately denied: "Who has feelings for Ivana Monroe? Are you out of your mind? Say that again, and I’ll cut out your tongue, do you hear me?" Flash was so frightened he almost dropped his phone, looking at Thunder. He had only said it casually, but the boss’s reaction was so intense. "I hear you, boss. I was wrong..." "If you make this mistake again, you’ll die!" Richie was red in the face: "Accept the job, tell Thunder to find Jack Quinn, and Wind to kidnap Timmy Monroe." He hung up the phone. Richie’s chest heaved. He was incredibly angry. Was Flash blind? How could he think Richie had feelings for Ivana Monroe? How could he possibly have feelings for that damn woman? Flash felt wronged, looking at Thunder: "The boss was so fierce." He had never been so harsh before. Thunder patted Flash’s shoulder: "Buddy, don’t talk recklessly next time. The boss is an assassin, give him some face." Have you ever seen an assassin who could get stepped on by a fragile woman? Especially a god-like assassin such as the boss? He clearly saw the boss lose his focus when staring at Ivana Monroe, which is why he got stomped. "I didn’t say anything wrong; the boss does like Ivana Monroe." Flash held firm. Googlᴇ search 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩⚫𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢⚫𝔫𝔢𝔱 Wind suddenly walked over, gossipping: "What? The boss likes Ivana Monroe?" Flash nodded, looking at Wind with a hint of sympathy: "But, the boss told you to kidnap Ivana Monroe’s son. You take care, then!" Wind’s mouth twitched, feeling as if he’d been cursed. "What’s the boss doing? If he likes her, why not just go after her? Why kidnap her son? Can he win Ivana Monroe’s heart ? Ivana would hate the boss!" "No, I need to talk to the boss."