Chapter 636: What Do You Think I’m Doing?
That day, Christian had gotten injured and his subordinates had either been killed or sustained grave injuries. If those assassins hadn’t left, Christian would have died.
"I’ve already said that I would agree to anything else except this. Nobody can touch Wendy Stewart!" Christian’s tone was gravely serious.
The reason he had come today was to settle scores with Alberto.
"Christian, you have a bright future, but are you going to let yourself have a weakness just because of that woman?"
Alberto sighed. He knew Christian’s personality very well so he intentionally softened his approach as he said, "Not a lot of people know about your relationship with Wendy right now, but if you let this continue, your enemies would catch wind of how important this woman is to you.
"When that time comes, your enemies will come for you. If they cannot kill you, they will go for Wendy Stewart instead. One day, you will get in trouble because of her."
"That’s for me to decide, not you! Whether or not I will get into trouble is my business." Christian refused to relent.
"You treat her so well but how does she treat you?" Alberto sneered before continuing, "She wants to kill you.
I’ll let things go if you love her and she loves you back as well. But look at it yourself, how does she treat you?"
"That is my business as well, I don’t need you guys to interfere!" Christian said.
Upon hearing Christian’s words, Alberto was angry and disappointed. He knocked his walking stick against the ground as he said, "Look at how you are now, have you lost your mind because of a woman? Do you still remember what you are? You’re part of a drug dealing organization, you know that, don’t you?"
"Alberto, I am very thankful that you gave me the opportunity back then and I’m also very thankful that you allowed me to rejoin the organization. But I’m not here today to talk about that," Christian said as he looked straight at Alberto. His eyes were filled with determination.
Alberto frowned. He had a bad feeling. He asked, "What do you mean? What are you going to do? Are you going to kill me to seek revenge for Wendy Stewart?"
"No, I won’t kill you." Christian shook his head before coldly saying, "You have helped me a lot so I won’t go against you. But that’s where it ends.
Since you cannot stand having Wendy around, I will withdraw from the organization.
"In order to repay the organization, I will help you with a deal that’s worth 1.5 billion dollars. Once that is done, there would be nothing else between us!"
Alberto had never expected that Christian would say something like that.
He looked shockingly at Christian as he questioned, "You’re going to leave the organization?"
Christian nodded his head without a second thought.
"Have you considered that with the situation you’re in right now, once you leave the organization and you lose my support, the Interpol would find you very quickly?"
Alberto continued, "When that time comes, you won’t be able to escape."
"I know," Christian answered.
"Yet you want to leave the organization?" Alberto became more shocked.
"I’ve already said that nobody can touch Wendy Stewart. You have already crossed the line so there’s no way that we can work together anymore." Christian had a cold expression on his face and his tone was unwavering.
"Just for Wendy Stewart?" Alberto still couldn’t believe what he was hearing.
Christian didn’t answer immediately this time. It was as though he was considering something. After a long while, Christian finally nodded and replied, "Yes."
....
Alberto took a step back in shock and would have fallen over if not for the walking stick, he was holding. He raised his walking stick and pointed it at Christian before threatening, "If you really want to leave the organization, you wouldn’t be able to get out alive this time. You should know that I was already kind enough to let you live the last time."
Alberto didn’t kill Christian because he couldn’t bear to. He didn’t want someone he had personally groomed to die just like that. He also wanted to take a gamble that Christian would come back.
And he had been right, Christian did return. Alberto understood Christian well because he was the one who had groomed Christian. Christian was made for this, he was the best person to take over his drug empire.
But it wasn’t the same this time. Now, he wanted to leave the organization just for a woman. And he would never return again. Since Christian was no longer of any use to Alberto, there was no reason to keep him alive.
But Christian had thought it through. He wasn’t afraid of Alberto. He said simply, "Of course, you can choose to kill me. But the organization is really tight on cash recently. The client that I brought in hasn’t transferred the full amount of 750 million dollars. So if you want the remaining sum of money, you must make sure that I’m still alive and well."
"You’re threatening me..." Alberto said through clenched teeth.
"Yes, I’m threatening you," Christian didn’t deny it at all. He nodded and said, "And if something happens to Wendy again, you guys wouldn’t get the money as well. As for the 1.5-billion-dollar deal, I will close it within a year. Take that as my repayment to you for grooming me.
"Within this year, if something happens to either me or Wendy, you guys wouldn’t get the money. As for what happens after a year, anything can happen." After saying that, Christian turned around, intending to leave.
Alberto roared, "Christian, if you step out of that door today, you wouldn’t be able to come back ever again."
Christian paused for a moment. But in the end, he still chose to leave. Alberto watched as Christian turned his back on them. He was so furious that he almost lost his balance.
He would have fallen if not for his bodyguards supporting him. Alberto never expected that Christian would choose to cut off ties with him just because of Wendy Stewart.
In their industry, falling in love is equivalent to death. Christian would get into trouble eventually. Alberto couldn’t help but sigh. The one who was most suitable to be his successor was now gone.
Christian had left the organization’s base. He stood at the entrance and couldn’t help but turn around for a glance. He was actually tired of living such a life. There was a period of time when he had wanted to leave everything in Rheinsville City behind and start a new life under the sun.
The first time he had left the organization was also for Wendy. He knew that Wendy was a kind and righteous person so she would never fall in love with a drug lord like him. That was why he wanted to walk the right path.
This time, he was doing it for her again. Christian knew that Alberto was right.
Without the support and protection of the organization, there would be no way he could escape once the Interpol has found him.
After all, it was the international Interpol looking for him this time.
...
Christian was actually buying himself time. He had promised to help the organization with the 1.5-billion-dollar deal within a year because Alberto would have to protect him and Wendy during this period.
As for what happens after one year, Christian couldn’t care less. The drug organization was a dangerous place after all. Nobody knows for how long they would be able to live.
For all he knew, he could be assassinated by his enemies the next day, or maybe Michael would find him and the Interpol would surround him over the next few days.
Christian didn’t know why he was behaving this way. One year ago, he had wanted Wendy dead. But now, he was willing to sacrifice his life to save her. He looked down and clenched his fists.
He got in the car. As he passed by the flower shop again on his way back, he unwittingly told the driver to stop the car. When he walked into the flower shop, the same shop assistant greeted him enthusiastically, "Sir, are you here to get flowers for your girlfriend? Are you getting lilies again?"
"Mhm." Christian nodded.
"Alright, please wait a moment." The shop assistant immediately went to prepare the flowers. Soon after, the shop assistant passed a large bouquet of lilies to Christian as she said, "Sir, you treat your girlfriend so well."
Christian didn’t say anything but handed her a few notes, and then walked away.
"Sir, you’ve given me too much..."
But Christian didn’t stop.
When he returned home with the large bouquet of flowers, he headed down to the basement immediately.
He saw Wendy sitting on a chair and she had dozed off while leaning on the bed. The person who was lying on the bed was Zen.
"Mr. Christian..." The doctor immediately rushed forward upon seeing that Christian had come back.
But Christian signaled for him to keep quiet. The doctor immediately made his way over more quietly.
He heaved a sigh of relief. He saw that Christian had returned with a large bouquet of flowers, and he noticed the way he was looking at Wendy. Thank god he didn’t proceed with the abortion. Otherwise, he probably wouldn’t have been able to live if something had really happened to Wendy.
"Why is she sleeping here?" Christian asked softly.
"Ms. Zen had fainted due to losing too much blood, so Ms. Wendy made us treat her.
Ms. Wendy didn’t want to leave so she has been waiting here ever since."
Afterwards, the doctor added, "We haven’t done the abortion. We’re waiting for you to come back and give us further instructions."
Christian let out a soft hum but didn’t say anything else. Upon seeing Wendy leaning on the side of the bed, Christian handed the bouquet to the doctor.
He then made his way to Wendy’s side silently and reached out to carry her. It seemed like he was going to carry her into the room for her to sleep better. But Wendy woke up just as he had lifted her.
Wendy immediately struggled when she saw Christian. "Let go of me!"
Christian ignored Wendy’s struggles and didn’t put her down no matter how much she hit him.
Only when he had carried Wendy into the room did he throw her on the bed.
Wendy immediately backed away quickly as she curled herself up at the foot of the bed. She looked at him with fear and hatred as she asked, "What are you doing?"
Christian couldn’t help but sigh at Wendy’s reaction. His eyes were then filled with mirth. He was mocking at himself. He moved closer to Wendy and leaned nearer to her body as he sneered and asking, "Wendy Stewart, what do you think I’m doing?"
