âAbout Miss Alice?â
Ryanâs previously relaxed eyebrows furrowed instantly. He hadnât expected Mia to bring up Alice.
He had stepped outside just to get away from all this stuff, and now here he was, being forced to face it again. He felt a bit resistant.
Ryan was about to refuse,he didnât know much about Alice and was ready to suggest Mia find someone else to talk to.
âBig brother~ You wouldnât say no to your cute little Mia, would you?â
Though still a child, Mia knew how to use her looks more skillfully than many adults.
Her big eyes misted up, and her lips pouted as if she had suffered the greatest injustice.
Ryan almost felt guilty, as if turning Mia down would be embarrassingly rude.
âEven if you put it that wayâ¦â
Ryan shook his head vigorously, trying to rid himself of that weird thought.
He wondered if Mia had some kind of system installed, maxing out her charm attributes at just thirteen.
âI know quite a bit about Alice too, you know. If you share with me, I can share with you.â
âYou really want to know what Alice is up to, donât you~â
Mia tapped her lips, stretching her voice into a soft, sticky sweetness, reminiscent of sticky rice dumplings.
But her words were full of temptation. Ryanâs gaze sharpened, but Mia just blinked innocently, making him feel like he was punching the air.
His earlier judgment was right,she was a true little devil.
âWhat Alice is planning isnât easy, you know. And it would be really sad for her if you didnât understand.â
After saying this, the little girl didnât press Ryan but just stared at him with big, earnest eyes, quietly waiting for his response.
She knew Ryan would bite,it was just a matter of time.
Ryan really wanted to refuse, knowing full well this was a trap set by Mia. Yet, he felt like a gambler who had lost his way to retreat.
âFine, what do you want to know?â
Ryan sighed, admitting defeat to Mia.
He ruffled the little girlâs hair in a slightly annoyed manner until she pouted cutely again.
âThis isnât the place to talk. Come with me.â
Mia looked around, especially back at Alice in the conference room.
Alice seemed lost in thought, sitting alone, staring blankly at the bread in her hands.
A smile curled on Miaâs lips, finding Aliceâs frustration somewhat amusing.
She had thought Alice was as perfect as she appeared, without any weaknesses.
Being dishonest has its consequences, and letting her taste heartache didnât seem too harsh.
Ryan let Mia lead him by the arm to the hotelâs rooftop, where they could speak without any reservations.
âMia, can I ask now?â
Ryan glanced at his watch, trying to break free from the girlâs embrace, but she only held him tighter, almost crushing his bones.
He sighed, no longer struggling, just hoping Mia would hurry up.
In ten minutes, heâd have to return to the conference room, back to Aliceâs side.
Though he now felt some distance from Alice, Ryan wouldnât hesitate to protect her when needed.
Even if it was just for the mission, his life was tied to Aliceâs.
âOkay, get ready then.â
The hotel rooftop resembled an open-air bar. Mia pointed to a chair nearby, indicating for Ryan to sit down.
Ryan shook his head helplessly, completely caught in the little girlâs pace, but what could he do? She had found his weak spot.
Resignedly sitting down, Ryan looked at Mia, waiting for her questions.
But what happened next took Ryan completely by surprise. Mia, with a commanding air, turned around and sat directly on Ryanâs lap.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
This was different from the accidental contacts he had with Alice,Miaâs move was deliberate, intentional, and more aggressive.
Ryanâs brain froze for a moment as the little girl comfortably settled herself on his lap, leaning back against his chest before he could react. He could smell the scent of her hair, reminiscent of orange soda.
âMiaâ¦â
âWhatâs up?â
Ryanâs voice trembled slightly, and Mia, seemingly thriving in the chaos, shifted back even more, her skirt-covered bottom pressing awkwardly against Ryan.
âCanât we talk standing up?â
âNope~â
Mia seemed oblivious to Ryanâs discomfort, squirming restlessly in his arms. The softness of her body was like hugging a sweet marshmallow, the scent of orange filling his senses and clouding his vision.
Oh no, this is bad!
Ryan felt like he was being beckoned into a new life he couldnât afford, one where the police wouldnât care much for his explanations.
Despite being fairly good-looking, no one would believe him if he said he was being harassed by a little girl.
Breathing heavily, just as Ryan resolved to move Mia away, she stopped moving.
The little girl swung her legs while sitting on him, then propped herself up, resting her chin in her hands, looking somewhat unhappy.
âHey, whatâs your relationship with Alice?â
Miaâs voice was tinged with melancholy as she finally got to the point.
What relationship? Caught off guard by the question, Ryan was at a loss for words. Alice was a mafia princess, his mission target,technically, that should have been the extent of their relationship. But he knew that wasnât the complete answer.
If it were just about the mission, he should only be focused on that, not feeling upset after seeing the real Alice.
Miaâs first question stumped Ryan,he opened his mouth but couldnât find an answer.
Mia didnât rush him, just watching his expression gave her a good idea of what was going on.
The little girl sighed softly, and Ryan slowly recalled the first time he met Alice. She was in trouble, out of place with the outside world, instinctively resisting everything.
But werenât those eyes begging for his help?
Initially, it wasnât him who offered to help,it was Alice who desperately sought it, like a person dying of thirst asking for water.
Was his discomfort now because he felt sympathy for Alice? That was close, but it seemed not quite right.
âIâm her assistant.â
Ryan couldnât provide a clear answer, rubbing his temples, feeling the discomfort intensify.
âAn assistant, huh? But assistants donât usually do things like taking bullets for someone.â
Mia frowned slightly at Ryanâs answer, twisting her waist and turning to face him.
Her white legs straddled Ryanâs waist, her body leaning forward, allowing Ryan to see the slight development of her chest.
If the previous moment was unintentionally awkward, now it was overtly suggestive.
Ryan blushed and turned his head away, but Miaâs expression was serious. She wrapped her arms around his neck, forcing him to look at her.
âTaking bullets? Where did you hear that?â
Ryanâs hands had nowhere to go but behind his back, making the current posture even more awkward.
Miaâs gaze was as sharp as Aliceâs, making him feel as if he was stripped bare, with no privacy left.
Mia, slightly annoyed, pinched Ryanâs cheek with her finger.
âItâs my time to ask questions now, you can ask later, got it?â
âSo, if youâre just an assistant, why go to such lengths?â
Mia looked earnestly into Ryanâs eyes, sensing his evasion. She tightened her grip on his head, continuing her interrogation.
âWhat does she give you? Money, or some other promise? How much?â
Mia pressed closer, their foreheads touching. Ryan could feel the warm breath of the little girl.
Too close, way too close.
Ryan remained silent,he couldnât answer this question. Alice hadnât promised him anything, and their relationship wasnât defined by money.
âYou donât want to answer, then letâs change the question.â
Mia sensed Ryanâs silence and felt a pang of uncertainty. She had reviewed a lot of information during the meeting, but like Alice, she couldnât be sure what the young man in front of her was really after.
âNow that youâve seen what kind of person Alice is, have you thought about leaving her and coming to me?â
âYou could be my assistant too. You just need to treat me as well as you treat her.â