A cold light flashed above the dagger that was spinning in slender fingers. It made Ferra tremble when she saw it and quickly lowered her head. But she still did not speak and closed her mouth tightly.
Livya smiled, "alright if that's what you want."
Livya stood up and walked towards Ferra step by step. Ferra was very anxious at the sound of approaching footsteps. Moving her body backwards, trying to retreat.
When Livya arrived in front of her. Seeing the head buried in the chest, Livya reached out and held Ferra's chin. Pulling her up to face her face.
Her other hand held the dagger and caressed Ferra's face with the dagger, but her movements were very light and did not hurt Ferra's face. Ferra felt the coldness of the dagger passing over her face, she involuntarily shuddered.
Staring at Livya was like staring at a monster.
"Stay quiet until I make you unable to speak even if you want to." Livya squeezed Ferra's chin.
As the dagger was about to enter Ferra's mouth, Ferra cried out in horror. "I said! I said! Ahh!"
Livya's hand holding the dagger stopped. "Then say it."
"Your aunt ordered me to kidnap Young Master Lucas and dispose of him!!! I was only paid! I was forced!! Yes! I was forced by your aunt!"
Livya knew it.
"Then where did you throw it? Did you kill her?" Asked Livya gritting her teeth.
Ferra's head shook like a rattle and said frantically. "I didn't! I-I just threw her into the orphanage! I dare not kill!"
"Then take me there." Livya turned around and wanted to talk to Rio and the others.
Behind Livya, Ferra raised her head and stared at the slender back that looked weak. An evil thought flashed through her head. It rose up and quickly pounced on Livya from behind.
Rio and the others were startled by her sudden movement. They shouted, "Ivy's behind you!"
At the same time before Ferra could touch Livya, Livya had turned around and raised her leg to kick.
Ferra, who was kicked, was thrown back with a thud.
Rio and the others breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately.
Livya looked at Ferra with a cold smile. Since Ferra made trouble, she should be taught a lesson. And what is that lesson? Wait until she finds her sister and no longer needs this key (Ferra).
Turning around, Livya said to the four, "if you guys want to come, go and prepare the car. If not, I can go with Ferra myself."
Livya gave them options and it was up to the four to choose. She was ready for whatever they would choose, since they were her first friends.
The four of them who had known about the problem vaguely, did not want to interfere in other people's family affairs. Especially Florence's family. But Livya and them are now friends, moreover they are worried that Livya will be deceived. Well even though they knew Livya wasn't that stupid.
"We will prepare the car, wait a moment." Dion said making a decision.
After all, they weren't from an ordinary family either. And because they are not from ordinary families, their attitude is the reputation of the family. So when they decide to follow Livya, the 4 noble families will indirectly become Livya's supporters.
Livya nodded with satisfaction. And sat on the sofa again waiting for her friends to prepare the car.
Ferra who was ignored snuggled into a corner.
A few moments later Livya's cell phone rang. Livya picked up the phone turned out to be Rio and knew that everything was ready. Glancing at Ferra, she disconnected the call. Livya walked towards Ferra and pulled her up.
She took out but what was invisible to the naked eye from the storage room. Binding Ferra and making Ferra unable to move and only the mouth is free.
It was a tapi that she used to use during her career as a criminal in the other world. Of course all the rewards he got from small to large missions he placed in the storage room. These rewards were of course different from retirement rewards.
One hand lifted Ferra and placed her on his shoulder.
The people passing by looked at her strangely. But seeing that the woman on his shoulder did not resist or fight back, people did not care further.
When they arrived in front of the hotel, Livya opened the passenger car door and threw Ferra into the car. Looked up, and saw 4 cars lined up like they were going to do a car race.
Livya: "...."
He just asked them to prepare the cars! Not for car racing! And what else would this many cars be for? Looking at the people who were staring at him with strange looks, he tapped his forehead.
What a rich young master!!!
Seeing her unspeakable expression, Rio said embarrassedly, "Ughh this, we also brought bodyguards, in case something happens on the road."
Two ordinary-looking yet expensive cars were for the bodyguards. And the other two cars were for the five of them and Ferra.
Livya then nodded in relief. Entering the car.
In the same car with Livya were Satrio, Rio and Ferra. Dion and Leon were in the other car.
On the way to the orphanage, Livya was still interrogating Ferra. And Ferra, who was helpless, poured out everything she knew. Livya just nodded and planned to throw Ferra abroad to become a prostitute.
But in the middle of the road, two cars blocked them on a deserted road. Then out came several large men. At the same time the bodyguards behind Livya's car and the others got out of the car one by one.
Rio came out and gave the order to attack. "Don't forget to leave one."
Livya looked out the window. At night, the street was lit only by streetlights, and dozens of people were fighting. Livya thought it looked like a gang fight. One was wearing the black of a bodyguard, and the other was dressed like a gangster.
Livya sighed. When will she find her sister! Tomorrow was her 18th birthday. With her aunt's cunning, they must be up to something. But she didn't care. Then she remembered she hadn't called her assistant.
While watching the fight outside, she called Shilla, her assistant and foster sister.
"Ivy, you finally remembered me!" Shilla was a lively little girl with a pure mind but because she grew up in Florence's family and Livya's assistant, she was neither naive nor stupid.
"Yes yes I'm sorry. Can I ask you and Eva to do something?" Livya asked softly.