Semua Bab My Mafia Dominant Is Back: Bab 11 - Bab 20

She pulled out her phone and opened the website she hadn’t visited in a while, typing a quick message to Shadow Master: Are you there? I need your help.The familiar profile picture was grayed out, and there was no “typing” indicator at the top of the chat window. The lab was eerily quiet, much like her phone, with only the sound of her own heartbeat echoing in her ears. Should she apologize first? Or get straight to the point about her problem? Maybe she should even ask what he did to Jessica to make her so vengeful?Countless thoughts raced through Lyla’s mind, each one dismissed as quickly as it came. She sat there for what felt like an eternity, staring at the screen. Just as she was about to give up and think about other solutions, her phone buzzed. A message from Shadow Master appeared in the chat: How dare you contact me?It was just like him—arrogant and overbearing. Yet despite the coldness of the message, Lyla felt an overwhelming sense of relief, as if she had found her lif

Shadow Master was in a room at the end of the hallway. When Lyla entered, she saw him sitting at a workbench, three computer monitors in front of him, along with some tools. Her laptop and USB drive lay there, disassembled.Carlo turned around and said casually, "The water damage is too severe. It’s not going to be fixed anytime soon. Sorry, can’t help."Lyla nodded calmly, already mentally prepared for this outcome. "That’s okay, I appreciate your help anyway." She stood by the door, looking a little lost, unsure of what to do next.If it had been her own fault, she would have owned up to it, facing the consequences with optimism. But in this case, she felt nothing but frustration and injustice. Lyla always prided herself on being strong, but now, the emotions she had been holding back were surfacing, and tears began to well in her eyes.Carlo drummed his fingers on the desk, his expression growing more serious. “I don’t see this as a bad thing. The harsher the punishment, the deeper

Lyla woke up groggily and looked around, confirming she was alone in the bed. She quickly lifted the blanket to check and found that she was still in her clothes from the previous night, finally allowing herself to relax a bit.The king-sized bed was incredibly comfortable. If it weren’t for the important meeting she had this morning, and if this wasn’t Shadow Master’s home, she would have loved to sleep here for 24 hours straight. But at the moment, she felt a little embarrassed—she had asked for his help, yet ended up sleeping soundly in his bedroom.She quickly got up, hurried through the living room, and ran to the studio where she had been the night before.Shadow Master was asleep on the couch, with the three monitors on his desk still glowing. One of them displayed Lyla’s cloud account, showing that all of her lost data had been fully recovered.Lyla could hardly believe her eyes. She pulled out her phone to log in, and sure enough, everything had been restored, just as it was

Lyla returned to her dorm and slept soundly. When she woke up, it was already afternoon. She plugged in her phone, and as it powered on, she noticed two or three missed calls, all from the same unknown number.Thinking it might be important, she called back, and the person on the other end answered quickly."Not answering my calls? I thought that crazy woman might've killed you in the lab," came the all-too-familiar mocking tone. There was no doubt—it was Carlo.Despite the teasing, his words carried a hint of concern. A warm feeling spread through Lyla’s chest. She replied awkwardly, “I... I was too exhausted and fell asleep.”“Your stuff’s fixed. When are you picking them up?” His tone was casual, as if both of them were purposefully avoiding the awkward kiss from earlier that morning.Lyla glanced at the time. It was already 4 PM. Even if she got up, washed, ate, and took the subway to his place, it would be nighttime by the time she arrived. Just thinking about last night made her

Lyla felt a surge of energy as she struggled to open her eyes. Through her blurred vision, she could make out Carlo’s familiar figure running toward her. A few meters away, he leaped into the air and delivered a powerful kick, sending Jessica flying.The pressure on her throat vanished instantly, and Lyla could finally breathe again. She lay on the ground, gasping for air as her vision cleared. For the first time, she saw an expression on Carlo's face that wasn’t his usual mockery or anger—it was fear, as if he was terrified of losing something precious. He grabbed her hand tightly and helped her sit up."Are you okay?" he asked, his voice laced with genuine concern.Lyla shook her head. She still couldn’t speak, her body trembling from the shock and fear. Carlo didn’t say anything further. He examined her, pressing gently on her limbs and torso to make sure she hadn’t broken any bones. Satisfied she wasn’t seriously hurt, he scooped her up effortlessly in his arms and carried her tow