God of Hell's Kitchen

The blazing sunset on the horizon grew ever more spectacular, but Rinne had no mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery.

She had an immature idea: seize control of the entire Shingu Family as soon as possible and avoid becoming Vincent's enemy in the future.

"Rinne—" Hermione waved a hand in front of her. "What are you thinking about? We're going back down. Are you coming with us?"

"Oh, okay." Rinne came back to her senses and secretly glanced at Vincent, who was standing in the basket.

She leaned close to Hermione with a mysterious air, speaking in a very quiet voice. "I knew you two would get together, but have you thought about the future?"

"I have."

"Aren't you worried?"

Hermione looked at Vincent, who was waiting patiently for her, her face brimming with a blissful smile.

"Rinne, have you finally let go of Kenny?"

Rinne took a deep breath and nodded gently. "Now I finally understand how foolish I was before. That guy was just a passerby in my life."

Hermione withdrew her gaze and looked into her eyes with utmost seriousness. "When you truly like someone, you definitely won't be able to let go as easily as you did with Kenny."

Rinne gave a bitter smile and shook her head. "I don't have the courage to risk everything, nor do I have your unwavering resolve."

She gently hugged Hermione. "I wish you happiness."

"Thank you. I also hope you meet someone you truly like soon."

"Mm." Rinne released her and pushed Hermione toward Vincent.

"I'm planning to stay here a little longer, so I won't interrupt your time alone together."

Vincent had wanted to exchange a few pleasantries, but Hermione stepped into the basket and linked her arm through his.

"Let's go. Rinne isn't in a very good