[Wake up, dumbass! Wake up! Train your energy control! Hurry, you lazy bum!] The Godfather shouted with all of his might as he circled Ainsley and Cellino, who was still lying on the bed, sleeping.
Dad shook his head. "It wasn't. So I reached out to Jeremy to send us the contact info for his friend. Then I called him to see if he was available to meet up with all of us." He looked around. "This agent would potentially only be for Kyle. At the moment. You guys are free to ask questions, opinions, and suggestions though." He looked specifically at Dave. "As someone going to college, you have to be careful. He can not represent you talking to pro teams or you might lose eligibility."
It was one of the fastest and strongest beasts suitable to pull a magic carriage. But with its scarce number, only a monster like the Walter Family and those from the 7 great mafia families could afford it.
“Shut up. No matter what your sister did wrong, it’s not up to an unrelated outsider to deal with her, let alone someone with an unknown background and impure motives.”
What if the other higher-ups blamed them if anything happened to the young miss? Even if she's a puppet, she's still a valuable trophy. For the baby to suddenly sleep so mindlessly that she looked like in a deep coma…
Uh...but that boy is really not a fairy, okay? Either you're easily tricked, or that boy skillfully tricked you! And I just want to help you to see the truth!
"Ladies and gentlemen, I shall explain what's going on according to what the family head said." Grandpa Yofan's face turned grave. He especially made a glare at the branch families, mainly the four bastards.
"Don't worry. She's not that formidable. In my eyes, you're infinitely better than her." Finley smoothly hugged Ainsley and stroked the back of her head. The way he pulled Ainsley to his embrace was so swift that both Code-C and Ainsley was shocked.
Seeing Ainsley was so gloomy that she looked like she couldn't love her life anymore, Finley felt his heart ache for the girl. The boy then stretched his hand and pulled the girl into his bosom.
Ming Feizhen pulled for dear life to stop his steed from bolting off. “Oh, never imagined Liu Shan Men’s captain would want to be an osmanthus cake seller.”
Even after she entered the Sloan Family at the age of 12 thanks to someone in the family noticing her talent, she didn't have anyone protecting her. It was her who protected others.
The younger generations that took over the Sloan Family couldn't even get the sacred guardians' recognition, leading their family to decline day by day due to other forces.
Her surroundings were pitch black with no lights at all, except from the memory stream lining up on her left, right, above and below her body, looking like star systems in the universe.