Drowning In His Deep Love (Re-edited)

Chapter 9 The Boss of Silhouette

Chapter 9 The Boss of the Silhouette

Florence saw a bald man on the ground, and he was not moving. With the streetlight from the distance, she could clearly see that there were bloodstains on the ground.

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What she ran into was not a fight, but actually a murder?

Florence felt she was trapped in a terrible situation and mumbled a "Crap" to herself in her mind. But then she came up with a good idea, and she said, "You guys keep going. We are just passing by. I have seen nothing."

As Florence said, she held Audrey and wanted to move forward. But before she could walk further, a pair of men's leather shoes emerged in her sight.

Florence felt very nervous and her palms were having cold sweat. She summoned her courage and looked up.

The man in front of her was standing against the light. He was in a suit, but it seemed that he was from hell as he exuded a sense of murdering intent.

When Florence looked at the man's face, she shuddered.

The man wore a demon's mask, which made him resemble a life-taking demon coming from hell.

Alexander, under the mask, frowned.

He did not expect to meet Florence here.

The bald man on the ground suddenly "came to life". He struggled to crawl toward the masked man, begging, "Sir, I dare not do that again. Please spare me this time. I was so blinded that I had betrayed you."

"Sir, what about this traitor? How should we deal with him?" Easton Hunter, who was also wearing a mask decorated with an imp, kicked the man kneeling on the ground.

The other people were also wearing the same masks on their faces.

Florence suddenly remembered something. Audrey once told her that there was an organization called 'Silhouette', in which everyone wore a mask. They specialized in killing people and robbing goods, just like the demons from the hell, deciding people's life.

The boss of the organization's pseudonym was Demon.

Could she be so unfortunate and run into that 'Silhouette' organization?

And the one wearing the Demon mask in front of her was the leader of the Silhouette, right?

"Throw him into the sea to feed the fish."

He spoke out these words indifferently as if he was just talking about how good the weather was for today.

Alexander deliberately changed his voice, so Florence did not recognize him. How could she know that the one in front of her was nobody but her boyfriend?

"Sir, spare my life. I dare not do that again, Sir ..."

The bald man was directly thrown into the car aside and was taken away. The harsh pleading voice gradually drifted away.

Florence couldn't help but gulp. Rumors said that the leader of 'Silhouette' was brutal, so it was true.

Easton glanced at Florence and the unconscious Audrey, "Sir, what about these two?"

Hearing that, Florence hurriedly lowered her head, "We really just passed by, and we did not see anything. Don't worry, I will not tell anyone anything."

Easton said, "Only dead people don't talk."

"You guys just pretend we are dead."

Florence's desire to live was strong.

It was deadly silent.

Florence was desperate and even wanted to kick Easton. This man was so talkative. Did she do anything to upset him or what? Why he was targeting her?

Florence was calculating the possibilities of her survival, wondering what were the chances of her escaping.

The scarred man did not make a sound for a long while. Florence glanced with her afterglow secretly but just met his eyes.

His eyes were too cold and intimidating to look at, like the ice on the top of the snow mountains, carrying cold and sharp light.

His looks made people feel their back was stung by his stares.

The temperature suddenly dropped.

Florence felt her heart was seized by something, and she hurriedly withdrew her sight.

When she was thinking about how to escape, she heard the masked man coughed a few times and ordered in an indifferent tone, "Let them go."

Florence felt so relieved as if she was exempted from death, "Thank you."

She did not dare to delay for a moment and immediately took Audrey to leave, fearing that the masked man would feel regretful.

Easton asked, "Sir, do we really let them go directly?"

Alexander took off the mask, looked in the direction Florence left, and showed a smile, "Ask two people to protect them on their way back."

Easton was even more confused. He didn't believe what he heard.

They were members of 'Silhouette', and they were doing business that could make people bleed. Since when did they start to act like a protector to girls?

Alexander looked askance at Easton, who immediately said, "Sir, copy that."

Florence returned to the room they rent, put Audrey on the sofa, poured a glass of water for herself to subdue her fear first, and kept patting her chest.

"Water, water."

Audrey shouted due to thirst.

Florence hurriedly poured another glass of water and fed Audrey some too.

"Why did you drink so much?"

Audrey drank the water and fell asleep.

Florence went to get a blanket and put it on Audrey.

After all these adventurous experiences for a whole night, Florence became very sleepy and fell asleep once she got into bed.

This night, she had a dream that Alexander turned into a demon from hell and came to take her life.

Florence struggled to wake up from the nightmare.

It was already dawn. The early morning's sunlight shone through the window, which gave her an illusion of being in a different world.

So it was a dream.

It was so scary.

How could she have had such a dream?

Florence wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

"Florence, why am I in your house?" Audrey also woke up with a bad headache after drinking too much.

"I'll see if you dare to drink so much next time." Florence got up and gave Audrey a glass of honey water, "Drink it."

"Florence, you're the best." Audrey took Florence's arm and pouted, "Thank you for last night."

"What happened last night?" Florence asked as she walked to the kitchen.

Audrey was not a girl who would make herself so drunk.

"I was set up by that bastard Jordan Mason." Audrey said angrily, "I'll go and settle the score with him later. Nicholas Cooper is notoriously salacious. But unexpectedly, Jordan pushed me into this trap. Luckily, I struggled to stay sober until you came. Otherwise, I might have a miserable afterlife."

Jordan was Audrey's elder half-brother, they shared the same father.

Their birthdays were just one day different.

In a wealthy family, it was never news to have some illegitimate sons and daughters.

Florence rolled her eyes at Audrey unhappily and made fun of her, "Is your English lesson taught by a gym teacher? Afterlife refers to the life that will happen after you die."

"Anyway, it means what it is. If I meet Nicholas again, I'll break his leg." Audrey rolled up her sleeves as though she was about to have a good fight, "By the way, how did you get away last night?"

Audrey was so drunk that she couldn't remember what happened afterward.

"I kicked Nicholas." Florence replied briefly and didn't mention what exactly happened afterward.

Audrey's look changed slightly, "Nicholas is known for his vengeance, he won't let you go."

"I'm not afraid of anything, just like a beggar can never be bankrupt." Florence shrugged nonchalantly. But cAndrewght flickered in her eyes, and she continued, "He can come to me if he's not afraid of death."

Audrey stared at Florence, feeling very relieved, "That Florence I knew is back now. You should have broken up with Thomas ages ago. I do not see anything good in that relationship at all. He and Colleen is quite a match, a scum and a bitch, how perfect a couple they are."

Florence made two bowls of fried egg noodles. Audrey was really hungry and finished hers in a few bites.

Just after she finished eating, she received a phone call and cursed, "Jordan, you just wait for me. I'll be right over."

Audrey was like a dynamite barrel that could be ignited by a spark.

She did not learn from her lesson but rushed to leave.

Florence laughed bitterly, changed her clothes, tied a ponytail, and went downstairs.

"Beep!!!"

Florence heard the car horn and looked back.

It was Alexander sitting in the car.

He really came to pick her up.

Alexander got out of the car and opened the door for Florence, looking very gentlemanly, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Yes." Florence got in. She naturally wouldn't say that she had a whole night's nightmares last night.

The car started.

It was rush hour, and there was a terrible traffic jam on the road. The two of them seldom talked all the way to work, but this silence was not awkward.

When they arrived at the entrance of the company and as she was about to get off, Alexander took her hand, "Wait a minute."

"What's wrong?" Florence was puzzled.

"I have something for you." Alexander picked up the gift he had prepared a long while ago from the backseat and gave it to Florence, "Open it and see if you like it."

Florence was surprised, "Why do you suddenly give me a gift, is today some holiday?"

Alexander looked at her with profound love, "Love token."

The two words made Florence's heartbeat seem to slow down by half a beat.