All Chapters of Helping Mr. Gang Leader : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Helping Mr. Gang Leader .Chapter 87: first official meeting.“I want to learn how to read and write music. I want to learn an instrument.”Gianna looked back to her father, some kind of pleading urge on her face for the man not to ruin things.After a second more, their father asked Giovanni , “I expect you’d want me to pay for this?”A stunned expression crossed Giovanni’s face. “I … I have some money. I …”Gianna told him firmly, “I’ll help you pay. Tuition fees are manageable for a few classes. The both of us will be able to afford it.”“You can’t,” their father broke in to her, “even afford all the things your clinic needs. How would you pay for his classes?”Gianna breathed out sharply through her nose.And Giovanni , eyes falling away, said quietly, “It was stupid anyway. I need to focus on the things I have now.”“No,” Gianna snapped, voice raising in anger. “It’s not stupid. And Giovanni , if you want to go to college to study music, even if it’s just a hobby, I’ll make sur

Helping Mr. Gang Leader .Chapter 89: off they went.Her father gave Gianna a drunk wave and let Giovanni heave him out of his seat.“Dive safe,” Gianna called after them, watching with a concerned expression as the whole of her family disappeared from sight.“That,” Dante said, his arm coming around Gianna’s waist, “wasn’t as bad as I was picturing.”It was odd, to have Dante touching her so openly in public, but also nice. If it was the alcohol loosing Dante’s rigorous fears about them being tied romantically, Gianna vowed to ply him with alcohol more frequently.“How did you imagine it going?” Gianna tugged Dante towards the door and onto the street. She wondered where Dante had parked, and couldn’t see it from the front of the bar.Dante shrugged. “I don’t know. I mean, I know your father works for the government, and you’re super, super smart. I mean, you’re a doctor. And Giovanni doesn’t know how to apply himself, but he’s no louse either. I guess I imagined your dad being thi

Helping Mr. Gang Leader .Chapter 91: where is the leader? .In the distance, Gianna heard screams.“What about Namjoon’s grandparents?” Gianna asked, gesturing to a member of Mariposa who was arriving, dragging a burned young man with him.“I don’t know anything,” Sal said, sounding defeated. “But I have to get back to the frontlines.”Ezekiel reached out for him before he could go, asking, “Do you know where Jovani is? If Gianna’s here, she can help these people, at least until the paramedics get here. I sent him to get some medical supplies.”Sal was already pulling free of the grip and jogging away when he called back, “I don’t know where he is, but if I see him, I’ll send him your way!”“Ezekiel ?” Gianna called out.Ezekiel turned to her, looking forlorn. “What can I do to help you?”.The fire seemed to be moving away from them, which was something, and the homes directly around them were only slightly damaged.“Okay,” Gianna said, getting to her feet, and telling Ezekiel, “I

Helping Mr Gang Leader .Chapter 93: a gaping hole left behind. Clearing her voice, Gianna said, “My parents, when they first started trying for kids, wanted a girl first. I know that’s a little odd. Most parents just want a healthy baby, or, let’s face it, a boy. But my parents wanted a girl. They had a name picked out that they agreed on long before she was ever conceived, and there was never any doubt in their minds that they’d be having a girl first and foremost.”Gianna marked the steady rise and fall of Dante’s chest. It was a nice change from the stuttering that had come for so long hours ago.“I have a sinking suspicion,” Gianna told him, “that my parents only wanted one child. As you know, my father has a very intense, stressful, and time-consuming job. And my mother, like me, never let her health condition get in the way of having a career. Did I mention she was an editor at a local publishing house? When she was young and single, she’d spend fifteen hours there in a day s

Helping Mr. Gang Leader .Chapter 95: Prepared for what.Gianna dropped to her knees in front of Dante, catching his hands in a grip and demanding, “Don’t you dare for guilty for not hurting an innocent little girl.”Dante looked away. “If I had, if I’d just sacrificed one life that meant nothing to me, I could have saved my grandparents, and the twenty-six-other people who died. You tell me, which lives are more important? The twenty-eight total, or the one? And what about the property damage? And everyone who’s scared now? Don’t you tell me that I didn’t make the wrong call by backing away from the most important information I’ll ever have on Maddox.”Palms sweating, Gianna said, “I could never love a person who is capable of ordering the death of an innocent child, regardless of the circumstances, consequences, or context.”Dante’s shoulders slumped even further, and he admitted, “I’m done, Gia. I’m just done.”Standing once more, Gianna took a deep breath. Then she told Dante, “