Purity Is The Most Alluring

Lorenzo moved his gaze away, sat up straight, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth. He found that when he was with her, he also became childish. "Let's get back to business. Are you willing?" A rarely inscrutable expression appeared on Lorenzo's face. The girl also slowly put down her hands. "I believe you won't let me lose my life, so I'm willing." The two looked into each other's eyes. Lorenzo's heart trembled because of her words. That sentence "I believe you" seemed like a mission, engraved on him. The familiar figure beside the car window got into the car again. "When will we set off, Lorenzo? Is this little beauty really the one you found to catch the traitor?" The man gave him a sideways glance. "Would you die if you didn't talk so much?" Alberto glared at him angrily and thought to himself unhappily: Lorenzo, who values women over friends, is just like Carlo Marchesi. They only love beauty and don't care about his life or death. The three of them traveled together. Alberto was in the back seat and kept finding topics to chat with Victoria. Only then did he discover that the girl in front of him was the one who had detoxified the poison for Lorenzo that night. He rarely seriously sized up this girl. According to Lorenzo, she was Alessandro's granddaughter and was deeply loved by him. Lorenzo was indebted to Alessandro, so he had an independent top-floor suite in the Valentini Conglomerate hotel. The poison on Lorenzo was unknown to outsiders, but Alessandro had once seen Lorenzo during the poison outbreak and also seen that woman stop the poison on Lorenzo with her blood. If Lorenzo could discuss it with Alessandro and try using his granddaughter's blood to see if it could detoxify the poison on him, if possible, then Lorenzo wouldn't be controlled by that woman anymore. Thinking like this, Alberto became even more attentive to Victoria. Of course, the man in the driver's seat had no idea about the little tricks in his mind. He just thought he treated Victoria like those women he flirted with on a daily basis, and he was very unhappy in his heart. "Alberto, if you keep talking nonsense, I don't mind buying you an air ticket and sending you to Africa." The man's words made the two, who were chatting enthusiastically, stare blankly at the same time. "Lorenzo, I'm just afraid that Victoria is too bored, so I'm finding topics to lighten the mood." Just as they passed a red light and the car stopped, Lorenzo glanced at Victoria and asked, "Are you bored?" Victoria hurriedly shook her head. "How could I be bored when I'm with you?" Alberto slumped back in the back seat in frustration. "Lorenzo, please don't use your male charm to seduce the young girl! This little beauty is clearly your fan! Whatever you say goes!" He touched his face and his eight-pack abs, and shouted unwillingly, "Victoria, look at me. I'm also very good-looking and not worse than Lorenzo, right?" "Alberto!" Lorenzo glared at him with dissatisfaction. "Shut up." Sure enough, it was extremely intimidating. The man who had been chattering non-stop obediently lay at the car window and started counting the streetlamps. Lorenzo gave him a sideways glance and looked at the girl. "My brother has a bad brain." Alberto's ears perked up high, and he listened carefully to this sentence, but he couldn't refute it. Who told him he couldn't beat him! Victoria nodded as if she understood but not really. "He's quite cute." The car of the three stopped at the back door of Vermilion Club, the largest bar in Ravenwood. Alberto was the behind-the-scenes boss of this place, while the front-facing boss was also a charming woman. She waited at the back door early and ordered people to guard the surroundings to prevent any outsiders from seeing the appearance of the arrivals. When Alberto led a man and a woman in, the woman walked up with a serious expression. "Lorenzo, are you going to handle this in person today?" The woman was Maria, the front-facing boss of Vermilion Club. People in the underworld all called her La Madrina. The woman was just over thirty, with a pretty face, heavy makeup, long wavy curly hair, bright red lips, and a red strappy trailing dress that made her figure even more exquisite. Victoria carefully sized up the woman and found that she was particularly respectful to Lorenzo. And the woman also took a look at the girl behind, her eyes full of astonishment. Alberto naturally put his hand on Maria's shoulder. "This batch of goods is too large. If Lorenzo doesn't handle it, I'm afraid it will all be lost. I heard that the trading partner tonight is also from Italy. Who has the ability to take on this tough job?" Maria glanced at Alberto. Her boss never spoke seriously. She was helpless but had no choice but to ponder for a while before saying. "The other party's identity is very mysterious. As soon as Salvatore met the other party, he drove out all the irrelevant people. The bodyguards of the other party were also at the door. I tried to bring some trusted subordinates in several times, but I was rejected. They said to wait for instructions before entering." Lorenzo didn't speak. The details in Maria's words made him unable to help but think deeply. This style seems a bit like someone, Marco Ferro. But nothing is definite. He needs to further confirm to know if the trading party is the person he suspects. Victoria was in a daze. She didn't understand what they were saying and couldn't chime in, so she just stood obediently beside him. The man nudged her, and she came to her senses. "What's wrong?" "Seeing that you look calm, aren't you afraid?" Lorenzo kind of admired her good attitude. Victoria was suddenly called upon and leaned backward. "That's because I'm still by your side. So there's nothing to be afraid of." Maria was stunned for a long time. Lorenzo had always been serious, indifferent, and aloof. She had never seen him speak so gently. It also made her wonder if the man in front of her was the real him. Alberto seemed to also sense Maria's confusion and reached out to say, "You're not mistaken. This is the genuine Lorenzo, and this is his fan." Lorenzo lifted his eyelids and looked at Alberto. The latter quickly closed his mouth and nodded his head like a rattle drum. "I won't say anymore." Lorenzo casually took the girl's hand and said, "Come with me." "Lorenzo has finally come to his senses." Both Alberto and Maria stared intently at their clasped hands, doubting life for a moment. Maria opened her mouth, still immersed in doubt. "Is this really the Lorenzo we know?" Alberto frowned. "What do you know? Men, who doesn't like a beautiful woman when they see one?" Maria shook her head and looked at him. "You think everyone is like you?" After saying that, she quickly followed in the footsteps of Lorenzo and them. Alberto's eyes flashed with a hint of confusion. How did he feel that Maria was mocking him just now? "These women!" The four of them walked from a hidden place to a room where there were many professional clothes, black stockings, strappy dresses, and a simple dressing table with some cosmetics on it. Victoria curiously walked to the clothes rack, picked up a piece of clothing at random, and was scared stiff on the spot. The clothes were as thin as cicada wings, and what should be covered wasn't covered. Was this even a piece of clothing? She turned her head and looked at Lorenzo with a puzzled expression, only to find that the other party had a sullen face and asked, "Who prepared these clothes?" Maria was just about to step forward to answer when Alberto ran to the clothes rack, picked up an even more revealing one at random, and gestured in front of Victoria. "Wow, this is amazing. If Victoria wore this dress, no man could resist." Lorenzo stepped forward and knocked the piece of cloth away, his face livid. "Alberto, you talk too much." Alberto picked up the piece of cloth on the ground with heartache. "Lorenzo, this is a man's paradise. If you don't catch people's eyes, how can you lure them in?" He stared at Victoria with a mischievous smile for a while. "Besides, Victoria is already beautiful and charming enough. Wearing this dress... No! This piece of cloth, which man wouldn't be moved when seeing it?" Lorenzo was too lazy to waste words with him and started looking for clothes on the rack by himself. He picked a white dress, which was the one with the most fabric among them. He picked it up and handed it to Victoria. "Change into it." Victoria raised her head, looked at the man, and obediently took the dress and walked into the bathroom. Maria picked up the makeup bag and said, "I'll follow her in to help and do some light makeup for her." Half an hour passed. The two men each held a computer on the sofa in the room. Alberto put away his casual look and seemed particularly serious at that moment. "Lorenzo, I've arranged people on the road, but we can't estimate where the goods are hidden now. We can only judge when Salvatore takes the buyer to make the transaction." "Um." Lorenzo had a complicated expression. The traitor Salvatore hadn't been by his side for long, but he knew something about his temperament. He was always conceited and only cared about himself. Such a person was the most cautious and often had backup plans. While they were discussing, the bathroom door had slowly opened. Hearing the sound, the two looked over simultaneously. What caught their eyes were a pair of straight and slender long legs in crystal shoes. Those legs were fair and slender. With each step, it made people blush and their hearts race. Looking further up, it was a strapless white dress. The front had a small V-neck design, beautifully outlining the perfect figure. The dress was printed with blooming gardenias, and the hem wrapped the hips like flower buds, both pure and sexy and charming. The long, straight blond hair was permed into big waves, and a little light makeup was applied to the face. But even with this simple dressing, all the girl's advantages were shown. With an angelic face, she had a completely different flavor and could also captivate souls. Alberto looked at her extremely exaggeratedly, his mouth wide open. He put down the computer and started clapping. "I wasn't deceived. Sure enough, purity is the most alluring."