"Hum. So you brats are this generation's five buds?" Ainsley squinted as she threw a cold gaze to the five people in front of her, abruptly plunging the five youth into disarray.
Brats? They're at least already a teenager, okay?
But Ainsley called them as if they're kids. However, could they protest? No. What Ainsley did just further strengthened their impression of the Godfather spirit.
"Answering your excellency the Godfather, indeed, we are this generation's five buds." Jevon was the first one to reply. Even though his hands were shaking, the young man did his best to answer politely.
Ainsley was taken aback a bit, but she quickly maintained her acting.
"Hum. So, this lord will state the Lil lass' business." Ainsley waved her hand casually and slowly opened her mouth.
"The Lil lass will go to the town tomorrow. She's going to visit the Billios Casino, and she needs some of you brats to accompany her."
