Chapter 145 The Fake Daughter of a Wealthy Family 11
Michaela, who will be worshipped as a god by countless people in the future, is now following her friends to the last stop of this trip - Sicily.
Goethe once said: "If you don't go to Sicily, it's like you haven't been to Italy, because in Sicily you can find the source of Italy's beauty."
Indeed, this largest province in Italy is indeed a wonderful piece of land. It has a warm climate, beautiful scenery, vastness and richness, and a rich and unique cultural history.
Of course, when talking about Sicily, many people will think of a movie - "The Godfather".
“Is there really a Mafia?”
Su Youran looked at the beautiful coastline. She couldn't help but feel curious when she saw the fruit-laden orange groves, lemon orchards, and large tracts of olive groves not far away.
“Yes, but most of them are legal now.”
Joshua stood beside her, ignoring the rolling eyes from Patrick and the others, and answered first:
"If you want to see it, I can take you to see it."
Freyr and Owen looked at each other. No wonder there were rumors that the man had connections with the Mafia. It turned out that they were not groundless.
Darrick was eager to try, but Lancelot slapped him on the head:
"Why watch that? You might as well go watch a puppet show."
There are many puppet theaters in Sicily, with exquisite stage lighting and scenery. The puppets here are larger than those in ordinary puppet shows, and the costumes are also very beautiful.
The armor of ancient warriors was made of shiny metal sheets, and they wore helmets decorated with feathers or velvet tassels of various colors. They held swords and shields in their hands, and wore colorful robes, which made them look both majestic and gorgeous.
Su Youran was holding a samurai puppet in her hand and couldn't let it go. Joshua was about to pay the boss before anyone else.
Owen quickly grasped his shoulder, using all his willpower to avoid trying to crush the guy's shoulder blade.
"Joshua, we are strangers, I don't want to ask you to spend money. These are Michaela's brothers and sisters, and some of them will pay."
It’s not your turn yet!
Freyr took the opportunity to hand the money to the owner of the puppet shop:
Keep the change, please.
Lilith stood aside with her arms folded, somewhat puzzled:
"For boys, shouldn't body be more important than face? Why can he ignore a voluptuous beauty like me and instead focus on Michaela, who is still a bean sprout?"
"In principle, it should be like this." Patrick said seriously, "But when your face is beautiful to a certain extent, your figure doesn't matter at all!"
What's more, the most attractive thing about Michaela is her unique temperament. She seems to be always on the outside, seemingly gentle and polite, but actually cold and distant, which makes people want to explore her true appearance behind the mask.
and……
"Do you think Michaela's painting is a bit like a self-portrait?"
Lilith and Lancelot beside him looked at him. Patrick pulled his hair and looked a little distressed:
“I don’t know how to describe it, but when I first saw that painting, I felt like I was looking at Michaela.”
As long as I look into those eyes, I can't help but want to sink into them.
"Isn't she really an angel?"
Lily rolled her eyes without any hesitation: "I am the reincarnation of Athena!"
"Then I am Apollo!"
Darrick suddenly spoke, startling the three of them. Lancelot and Patrick held him down on either side, ruffling his hair randomly:
"Boy, are you doing this on purpose?"
The group walked out of the door, laughing and joking. Su Youran followed them and smiled happily. Her bright smile was so dazzling that the people passing by couldn't help but slow down their pace.
This is a small town called Tormi in Sicily, with a cliff on one side and the sea on the other. The city is built on layers of rocks, with a majestic momentum of connecting the sky above and the sea below.
It is now night time. Looking from afar, the lights on the street and the stars in the sky are completely connected, making it difficult to distinguish between heaven and earth.
Su Youran turned around and was about to borrow Owen’s camera to take a picture when she felt someone bump into her. A short figure quickly ran past her and snatched the bag she was holding.
"Why!"
Freyr, Owen, and Joshua simultaneously reached out their hands to support her. Su Youran steadied herself and waved her hand to indicate that she was fine. She then called out to Patrick and Lancelot who were about to chase after her:
"Don't chase me. There's only the puppet I just bought in the bag. There's nothing else."
The streets here are crisscrossed and crowded with people, including local residents and sporadic foreign tourists. By now, the guy had already run away and it was a waste of effort to chase him.
Freyr also shook his head, his voice lowered:
"They must be locals. We will stay here for two more days. Safety is our top priority."
If it was just a prank by a child, it would be fine, but if it was a group of repeat offenders, there would definitely be people covering for them. Even if they were caught now, they would have to be prepared for retaliation later.
They can't engrave their identities on their foreheads all the time. Even if they do, there will definitely be people who recognize them and people who don't.
Some of the boys were good at fighting and were able to protect themselves, but Michaela and Lilith had no skills at all.
Especially Michaela...
Freyr held her in his arms and said, "I'll buy you another one that's exactly the same."
"No, I just liked it when I first saw it, but now I don't really want it."
Because of this little accident, the group's enthusiasm for sightseeing was dampened and they had no interest in continuing to travel, so they had to return to the hotel they had booked.
In fact, it is just a homestay, a small building, a square courtyard with a few tables and chairs.
After Su Youran simply washed up, she didn’t feel sleepy yet, so she went back to the yard and sat on a chair. She supported her chin with one hand and looked up at the stars in the sky that seemed to be falling.
"Is this yours?"
Suddenly, a sentence of broken English with a distinct accent came into her ears.
She looked in the direction of the voice and saw a boy about thirteen or fourteen years old riding on the wall. He had short hair and his back was bare so his hair color was a little unclear. He should be very tall, with long legs and broad shoulders.
He only had a black vest on his upper body, revealing his smooth and toned arms. Although his muscles were not as well-defined as those of an adult male, they were definitely not weak.
The boy had one leg relaxed and hanging down, while the other was bent and stepping on the wall. The bag in his hand was the one that was robbed from Su Youran on the street!
Su Youran blinked and replied in Italian:
"I think so."
The boy's expression was obviously relieved. He was worried about what would happen if he couldn't communicate with this black-haired, black-eyed girl who looked Asian. After all, his English was really not good...
Daniel jumped off the wall directly, which made Su Youran worried for him because the wall was not low.
"I'll give it back to you." Daniel put the bag on the table. "We in Sicily are not a place that robs outsiders. I've already taught that guy a lesson. He will never dare to do it again!"
He sat down across from Su Youran and said, “To express our apologies, I will cover all your expenses here!”
Su Youran smiled:
"No need. It's just a puppet. It doesn't matter if I can't get it back. Besides, you've already sent it back."
"That won't work. Once you come to Sicily, you are our guest. We cannot treat our guests in any way that would make them feel unhappy."
Su Youran tilted her head and stopped talking, just looking at him with a smile. Daniel couldn't help but blush:
"Um...what's your name?"
"Michaela!"
Joshua came in excitedly, holding a familiar warrior puppet in his arms:
"I bought another one... Daniel? Why are you here?!"
"This is Sicily. Where else should I be if I'm not here? And you, why are you in Sicily instead of staying in Milan or Rome? Who said you'd never come here again?"
Daniel glanced at the puppet in his arms and suddenly felt very unhappy for some reason. That annoying guy was still as annoying as ever!
"Sicily doesn't belong to you yet. You have no right to interfere with whether I come or not."
"Are you provoking me? Do you want to get beaten?"
Joshua sneered: "It's still unclear who will beat whom. Do you think I'm still the little chicken I was when I first arrived in Sicily?"
He is now taller and better built than him!
"You two." Owen stood at the door of the small building and looked at them expressionlessly: "If you want to reminisce, please go somewhere else. You are disturbing our rest."
Freyr walked directly to Su Youran and took her hand:
"It's late, Michaela, you need to go to bed."
"Hey, puppet..."
Lancelot came out, smiling politely:
"Give them all to me. I'll keep them for Michaela. Thank you for helping her find her lost items. Joshua, thank you for your thoughtfulness as well."
Without waiting for the two to say anything, the others escorted Su Youran into the room, leaving Joshua and Daniel in the yard looking at each other with disgust.
Joshua snorted coldly: "Go slowly, I won't see you off!"
Daniel's face darkened, and the cheerfulness and recklessness of the youth disappeared, leaving only a trace of hostility in his eyes:
"Mr. Prime Minister just called my father not long ago, hoping to use the power of the Lucia Luo family to help him find his missing youngest son. Do you think I should disclose the news that you are here?"
"Whatever." Joshua put one hand in his pocket, his expression indifferent: "But are you sure you are calling your father, not your second brother?"
"……What's the meaning?"
"It's meaningless. You should go back."
Daniel looked at him silently for a while, and instead of going through the main gate, he climbed over the wall.
Joshua looked away and couldn't help but sneer. Sicily, which had been peaceful for many years, was about to become lively again.
But by then he and she must have left...
The author has something to say:
Because foreign names are hard to remember, I will sort out the characters that have appeared so far:
Father: Albert Rockefeller, 37
Siblings: Freire - 15 years old, mother Gemma,
Lilith - 14 years old
Lancelot - 12 years old
Darrick - 11 years old
Friends of the eldest brother: Owen (has a younger brother Raymond), Patrick 15
Italian handsome man: Joshua 14 (politics and business)
Daniel 13 (Mafia)
Housekeeper: Kalida
Male Secretary: Larry
Ranran's life assistant: Madge (female)
China: Zhao Tingyi (future real estate tycoon)
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