Chapter 930 Mafias Gotta’ Do Mafia Sh*ts

Jett tucked the card into his pocket hesitantly. “If you make too many moves, it’ll rouse Master Don’s suspicions, you know.” Alejandro smiled. “Aww, what’s there to be suspicious about? Does he suspect that I’m not actually his darling grandson, Alejandro Smith? Is this Master Don’s suspicion, or yours? What happens if I tell you that I’m not Alejandro?” Jett’s head hung even lower, his voice so monotonous that it was approaching mechanical when he replied. “To me, Mr. Smith will always be Mr. Smith. There are no other possibilities to entertain, even if you are doing some funny, questionable things.” Alejandro seemed to be in good spirits. “Ha. This is why I like you and want you to remain by my side. You know… Tanya’s not very bright, but she’s quite the looker. You should consider her more carefully.” “A man like me will never lead a safe, stable life,” Jett replied placidly. “The last thing I want is to drag another person through it with me. If I could, I’d rather return her