Veronica CEO's Underworld Queen

Chapter 143

Country R.

A man has been sitting in front of his computer for a few hours now. His features are typical of that

in Country R.

An oval, protruding face, flat cheeks with a slightly large forehead and a pointy chin. His knitted

eyebrows stick out more. His eyes are light brown in color like that of a whiskey/ tea color. His hair is

also light brown. There's a distinct masculinity exuding from him despite just sitting in front of a

computer for hours, his pair of fingers moving fast on the keyboard

His name is Pyotr Volkov.

Former Country R spy in Country P.

However, several years later, he was said to have resigned and rather lived a secluded life.

Who would have thought that the surface doesn't really define what's underneath. After some time,

his frowning expression left his face and he started to read the content of classified information from

the Country R government system he spent hours acquiring.

The more he read, the more knitted his eyebrows are until he encountered a line. With much

urgency, he took his phone and dialed a number. Once the call connected he said,

"The woman you're dealing with. She's not simple."

Katarina Cang on the other line went silent. Sometime later she replied, "Send me the details."

"Hmm. Don't be rush. Trust me that I'll help you with it." Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

"I know. Thanks my love." Katarina Cang said in a coquettish tone and disconnected soon.

Sy International.

On the other side, Rawlf received a call from a Alec. His lips curved as soon as he heard him say,

"The fish eats the bait."

"Alright. Ryan will get to you with the Island's matter." "Oh great almighty Raw,"

Alec Fedorov wasn't able to finish his sentence because Rawlf disconnected right away. In a while,

he dialed a number. "Uncle Bien."

Three days passed and the atmosphere in City I became calm. The news about the former City I

mayor was no longer the talk of the town as there's no more to talk about it.

Everything is laid out in the open.

Almost everyone forgot about the Tan family or the Tan young lady who used to be looked up to by

others for being graceful because of what she has done.

Katarina Cang was pacing back in fourth in her room. Since she arrived back in City I, she's been

looking for ways to find where Julie Tan is.

No matter how much she exhausted her resources, no news of the insane woman reached her

ears.

She tried contacting the Tan couple however, they both were resolute on not telling her the

whereabouts of the Tan lady. She even ordered her men to comb all the mental institutions not only in

City I but the whole Country P just to find Julie Tan; however, none of them ever has a record of

accepting the woman.

The Tan couple were also under her men's surveillance to follow them and possibly lead to Julie

Tan, however the Tan couple seemed to have stayed in the simple house they moved in the province,

far from City I.

Few days ago, she was still very calm because she believed that Veronica was only relying on

Rawlf and her uncle's underworld force. Pyotr sent her information stating that the woman was another

underworld entity. This really does not scare Katarina since she believes that Rawlf is only powerful in

Country P and may only have little influence on other countries.

But her confidence slightly decreased after knowing that Veronica also is an entity of the

underworld in Country R.

Pyotr was only however able to gain this incomplete information, the underworld force where the

woman belongs to is still unknown. Katarina paused. An idea flashed in her mind and she picked up

her phone.

Back in Country R.

Few days passed and there were already men waiting in a dimly lit room of an underground,

underworld club.

Two gorgeous female servers wearing nothing but red paint in their body went inside to deliver

drinks. Their voluptuous figure would have made anyone drool, however, this is a common scene in an

underworld club so the women only serve as eye candy.

The two men, obviously a pair of father and son with their similar features but wide age gap were

sitting on a luxurious, black sofa, hands both holding an expensive drink.

After some time, the private room's door opened and came into view another masculine looking

handsome man.

Seeing the two men who were seated but stood up after seeing him enter, he nodded politely and

initiates a hand shake. "Victorino," he said.

Victorino shook his hand and murmured a low "Pyotr." Pyotr then turned to the younger man.

"This must be your son, Victor."

Victorino smiled politely and urged his son to accept the man's politeness. Victor shook his hand,

reserved in his action. Pyotr smiled quietly in return.

"Please sit down."

Once all three were settled, another seductive female server went inside to serve Pyotr who had

just arrived.

The three men were silent while the female pour the expensive drink on another empty glass. After

doing so, with a seductive smile, she gave the drink to Pyotr and the man accepted it.

The female server then went outside, not sparing the seductive female server a glance, the very

contrary to Victor who has been ogling the female servers since earlier, however he remained

unmoving because his strict father is present.

"I have always been a straight forward person and I believe you already understand my purpose

when I invited you for a drink, Victorino. And I assume your presence here states a possibility of a

deal?"

Pyotr said with an amused tone.

Hearing this, Victorino laughed loudly, however, Victor was frowning. "Father?! What is the

meaning of this." He asked, trying to understand.

Victorino however gazed sharply at his still, slightly naïve son, making the latter close his mouth.

Witnessing this, Pyotr smiled.

"It seems like your son still hasn't seen much, Victorino." "Indeed. But he will see and understand

soon."

Pyotr grinned. The tooth gap on his teeth displayed in the open. With an amused tone he said, "He

will."

Pyotr and Victorino's eyes met. The understanding mutual in between. They soon clinked their

glasses to drink.