An hour after dinner.
"Ahhh...Nooo! Big sister, spare me. Arghh! Not there, it freaking hurts" Michael was literally screaming in pain because Tony was pulling his sideburns as she brought him outside at the back of the mansion.
Tony then let him go and turned towards him with her hands on her waist as she coldly looked at him.
"I'm telling you now Michael, and that what you're planning to do is almost the same as killing a president of a country, even though that bastard is only a noble. Just don't forget that he still has some royal blood in him even though he's not a prince"
"Make sure to do it cleanly, got it? Or else I'll make your every day a living nightmare!"
Tony narrowed her eyes towards Michael and snorted in annoyance.
"Ahh..! I don't really understand why someone as young as you are in this line of work," Tony said with frustration in her voice.
"Aren't someone around your age suppose to be enjoying life?"
