My Second Marriage with the Mafia Kingpin novel Chapter 244

Chapter 244: An Extended Invitation Only For You

Meanwhile, just across from the couple’s home, Warriyo laughed quietly to himself.

"So amazing," he murmured, tapping away in the corner near the kitchen. "It would be great to invite them to the guild."

As Warriyo chatted with his online friends, Gin drifted into the kitchen. He glanced at Warriyo and ignored him, dragging his feet toward their new refrigerator — courtesy of the new group — and poured himself a drink.

As he did, his eyes snagged on Warriyo’s screen.

"Huh?" His face twisted. He crept closer until he was crouching right behind the man.

"Haha — ah!" Warriyo, who had been chuckling to himself, nearly jumped when he found Gin’s face hovering over his shoulder. "What are you — what are you doing?"

Gin kept his eyes on the screen before turning to Warriyo. "You’re Moneymaker?"

"Huh?"

"I play that game too," Gin muttered, then his mouth stretched from ear to ear. He pointed at a dead character lying close to where Warriyo’s own character had been caught in BBGoddess’s burst skill.

"That’s me!"

Warriyo furrowed his brows and leaned closer to the screen. His mouth fell open as he turned to Gin.

"You’re Saint Miguel?" Warriyo’s eyes lit up.

Gin’s character wasn’t the strongest, but he had built a reputation in the game. And to make it better, their guilds were allies.

Gin rubbed his nose smugly. "Yep. That’s me."

"Anyway, BBGoddess is incredible!" he said, turning back to the screen.

Gin had been playing quietly in his room before getting swept up in that massacre. But instead of being annoyed, he couldn’t help but laugh.

After all, BBGoddess was a solo player.

Ashley’s character had been on the server for a long time — she was playing before either Gin or Warriyo had even started. And since the game was mostly farm and loot-based, no amount of money thrown at it could match BBGoddess’s strength. Her character was stacked with rare gear and hard-earned items.

"Did you see how she tanked Mr. Han’s skill?" Warriyo said, and the two of them broke into laughter.

They weren’t the only ones. The entire server was laughing. Rather than dominating and earning the respect he had been after, Omen had become the joke of the night.

But somehow, through a shared interest neither had expected, Warriyo and Gin ended up playing together in the kitchen.

*****

As usual, Ashley tucked Primo in before making her way to the bedroom. Lucian was still in the bathroom when she arrived, so she settled at the desk and kept digging through the black market while she waited.

She had been searching, but she couldn’t find anything. No hidden message, no whisper about Dominion’s internal situation, nothing at all.

If anything, everything looked normal.

The black market was as unsavory as ever, but quiet on that front.

So Ashley had reached out to a few other contacts besides Omen, who had gone offline the moment she came back to ask another favor. She had phrased the request the way she did on purpose, but she knew Omen wouldn’t need to dig far.

The man had too much information. His only real dilemma would be his moral integrity, as his entire brand was built on client confidentiality.

But both of them knew it wasn’t that simple. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"I’ll keep them occupied for a while," Lucian said, watching her look up at him.

She smiled. "While their attention is on you, I’ll try to trace where the leak is coming from."

He nodded, then heard her add,

"Be careful, though," she said with a short exhale, turning back to the screen.

"I will."

*****

[Black Dragon Corporation]

Lukas stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, eyes fixed on the city lights. One hand was shoved in his pocket, the other held a glass of whiskey. His expression was sharp, edged with confusion.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

The room was empty, but a voice came through the earpiece.

"Sir, the higher-ups are requesting your presence at a meeting," said the person on the other end. "An extended invitation only for you."

Lukas frowned. "A secret meeting? And they want me there?" He scoffed, chugging the rest of his whiskey before letting out a sharp, humorless laugh. "What the hell do they think they’re doing holding secret meetings without the Master’s knowledge, and then inviting me on top of it?"

"Say..." the smile faded from his face, replaced by something colder. "Do they think so little of the Master’s left hand?"

"Sir Lukas," came a conflicted voice through the earpiece. "They said you should come. And they specifically said... you won’t like it if you miss this."