Carmine turned to Sofia. "Help Oswald with his campaign. With your abilities, it shouldn't be a problem."
Sofia looked displeased. "Why can't I go after Maroni directly?"
She was the Falcone Family's eldest daughter, and she was supposed to help the Penguin-a man who had risen by clinging to her father-get elected?
She would rather storm their archrival's headquarters with a gun than stoop to that.
Carmine didn't answer her.
He shifted his gaze to the other end of the long table.
"Alberto, how about you assist with this election?"
Alberto's face went pale, and beneath the table, his fingers dug into his palm.
There Father goes again. It was always like this...
Whatever Sofia didn't want to do, his father would push onto him.
"Of course, sir," Alberto answered with practiced ease.
Ririko caught the barely perceptible disappointment in Oswald's eyes and laughed to herself.
After the meeting ended, Ririko left with Sofia.
The two stood in a corner of the hallway.
"You did well," Sofia said. "The way my brother looked at Father was truly a sight to behold."
Ririko had also seen the resentment in Alberto's eyes.
More importantly, she knew Carmine's infatuation value for her had risen to 15.
For someone she had just met and exchanged only two sentences with, that number had risen a little too quickly.
Sofia leaned close to her ear and whispered:
"Alberto always claims he has no interest in the family's criminal business, yet he still clings to his position as heir... What I want is for those two to break with each other completely."
As Ririko listened, she realized the woman before her was even more vicious than she had imagined.
"Then can I get my next payment now?" she asked Sofia.
This insane household really wasn't somewhere