Chapter 406 - Four Hundred And Six: Miguel Doesnt Know Whats Coming For Him. (1/2)

The third point of view:

Nadia didn't talk to Sakuzi. The man wasn't mourning but boiling in rage. As expected of Angela, the enchantress, even when she-Nadia- felt she was winning, Angela always found a way of weaving her way back into his heart. Nadia was a strong woman, but right now she was weak, it was obvious she had been fighting a losing battle all along.

Because she had been the one to stay at Sakuzi's side at the end, Nadia thought she had emerged victoriously. But It was an illusion. Angela won. What was the use of being at a man's side if you didn't have his heart?

She couldn't help but wonder, would Sakuzi grieve her this much if she had been the one that died. Nadia laughed wryly mentally, this was low of her. She was jealous of a dead woman?

The acrid smell of cigarettes burned her nose and her gaze drifted to Sakuzi who had been chain-smoking for over an hour. Right now, he had another stick in his mouth as he cupped his hand around the flame, sucking life into the cigarette.

Although the smoke brought tears to her eyes since she was sitting right next to him, Nadia didn't dare to stop him. Sakuzi's face was stony and undecipherable, which meant he was most erratic at this moment.

Sakuzi was not a voracious smoker, although he was once, he stopped the instant he got Reina. Hence this was his way of taking things off his mind and she couldn't tell if he'd stop after this or smoke on. It was all up to him.

”Who did it?” It was just one question from Sakuzi but it carried a heavy weight and everyone was afraid to answer.

Reina and Niklaus seated at a side didn't say a thing. They had come to the base for the meeting which her father had called. Reina didn't even remark about her father smoking, she didn't care about that at this moment, she was still numb to everything - not the catatonic kind of withdrawal, just nothing. Emptiness.

Niklaus watched his wife with concern in his eyes, she had not reacted much even when Kim came to her home to get her kid, Tommy last night. The Reina he knew wouldn't let Kim's filthy legs step at her place, although it was obvious the reason she conceded this time.

But he was still worried, his wife looked all okay which wasn't okay. She hardly reconciled with her mother only to have her snatched away by the cold hands of death. A normal person would want to cry, be resentful, and furious, but she was calm. Too calm to be real. It was almost like the calm before the storm and he didn't like it one bit.

He knew very well that suppressed feelings were dangerous, plus the fact he couldn't read her in this situation. What was on her mind? It couldn't be something good. He had been worried she would become catatonic, it seems like he had a whole problem to look out for - apatheism

”We did some investigation,” Emerald was the one who dared to speak.

The others had no clue or were simply scared to speak in case they mistakenly said something that pissed off Sakuzi. The bloodlust the man was emitting was thick, choking everyone in the room.

”Miguel's men ordered the attack,” He answered.

”Who's Miguel?” Sakuzi had an indifferent look where a frown should have been.

”Gerald's younger brother,”

”Wait a minute,” Reina interrupted, ”Gerald, the one who attacked me when I was Maya? That Gerald?”