Harem System: Spending Money On Women For 100% Rebate! - Chapter 310 - 310: Back Home.

Kyle’s meeting with Cleopatra came to an end, and he was on his way back home to contemplate what she had asked him to do.

Kyle knew this would jeopardise him, but there was no way he could get close to Marcello without losing his head.

The truth was, Kyle knew Marcello was an evil man and one that shouldn’t walk the face of the earth. Kyle knew the Mafia was nothing to be trifled with, and if Cleopatra wanted his head, then there was a chance she would be willing to partner with him.

Maybe with her, he stood a chance, because she remained an unknown variable in this situation.

He knew Cleopatra might be bad, but surely she couldn’t be worse than the Mafia, could she?

Even if she was, he could deal with her later—but Marcello was the main threat.

She informed him of the gathering of the families, and there was only one way to take advantage of this situation.

He needed to use one evil to counteract the other. This meant Kyle would have to find a way to poison one of their minds.

And luckily, he had the money to do so, because in the end, there was no such thing as too much money.

Kyle needed a breather, but more so, he needed to speak to Ella regarding her sister and gather as much information as he could.

She owned an empire, but it didn’t belong to her alone, and something told Kyle that if Ella became a problem, she could be on the receiving end of her older sister’s wrath.

Kyle couldn’t wrap his head around why she had been keeping tabs on him. Not just that, but she also saved him from the attempt on his life.

If he didn’t receive that warning, he wouldn’t have been as alert as he was to begin with.

However, Kyle knew she was crazy enough to stage the assassination attempt herself as a way to earn his trust.

Because Kyle would be indebted to her for saving his life—or at least, that was how the script went in such situations.

Kyle arrived and noticed there were more cars in the parking lot—a good sign for business, as it showed the apartment wasn’t inhabited by bums.

Kyle smiled to himself as he made his way to his apartment, but he could tell before opening the door that someone was in.

Ella must have returned, and Kyle knew they might have to have a conversation regarding what happened between them, so there wouldn’t be any unresolved tension.

Kyle entered but made sure to make as much noise as possible so she would be alerted that he was coming in.

He didn’t want to catch her doing something he wished he could unsee.

And to his surprise, his nose perceived something pleasant, which was unusual because all Ella knew how to do was burn food.

Kyle chuckled as he walked into the kitchen. She must have just finished cooking for the aroma to be this poignant.

“Something smells good!” Kyle exclaimed. There was no change in how he would otherwise converse with her.

“Shut the hell up! Why are you so loud?” Ella barked from her room before hurried footsteps followed.

She appeared in front of Kyle, and what she wore would confirm whether she would continue her sexual relationship with Kyle or not.

She wore bum shorts that barely covered her buttocks alongside loose singlets, which made her breasts sway all over the place.

Kyle smirked the moment he saw this and wondered if she wished to be used by him right now.

“You have such a foul mouth for such a pretty lady,” Kyle complimented her, and Ella would have fired back on a normal day, but that compliment caught her off guard.

“Do not finish the food, I will come back for seconds,” Ella warned him, but Kyle’s eyes were focused on her erect nipples.

“Don’t worry, I’m not interested in food,” Kyle said, and Ella realised what he was implying, quickly throwing her arm over her breasts.

“S-Stop staring!” Ella warned, but Kyle wasn’t going to listen to her. She made a conscious decision to wear it despite his warning, which could only mean one thing.

“Why? I like what I see,” Kyle said, but he peeled his eyes off her for a second because his stomach rumbled.

“Oh, it looks like I might be hungry for some actual food after all,” Kyle said.

Ella couldn’t hold in her giggle, and this settled the tension between them.

The meeting was over, and the families had dispersed, but they remained in the country.

Marcello was glad they were here because he knew if he used their strength, there was nothing he couldn’t do.

The Mafia, unlike other organisations, had a strong presence in multiple countries, and this meant influence alongside transport routes.

Marcello wasn’t just about to spread this drug in the United States, but around the world.

This would increase his wealth tenfold, and there would be nothing he couldn’t buy, as he would be one of the richest men alive.

But not just that—he would have the power to go with it, because if he could unite the underworld like he did these families,

He would have total control of the underground network in this country.

Pablo Escobar nearly accomplished this feat but fell short; however, Marcello was sure he had what the man lacked, which was competent allies.

He was alone in his room, decorated with some of the most expensive furniture.

Marcello was aware that if they wished to hurt him, they would go after his daughter, so he had to find a way to take her off the board.

However, he was the only one who had the means to protect her should push come to shove, but his daughter was stubborn.

Marcello had to make the first move, and it had to be perfect. He couldn’t let his enemies recover.