Yes, it was a surprise...a nasty one.
No one in the room was able to open their mouth nor open their eyes to see the head accountant who had long become a stone statue.
The curses from a three-years-old baby were too vicious to handle. And that's kind of illegal to do.
"A-ain?" Grandpa Yofan staggered as he lowered his back. He brought his face closer to the baby's head.
"That...that…"
Yofan wanted to ask how the baby knew such vicious curses, but he already had a hunch.
Could it be the Godfather spirit taught that to Ain? The Godfather was famous for his dirty mouth and violent behaviour.
What if...he taught Ainsley those cursing words?
A scene folded inside Yofan's mind.
Godfather: Yo, Ain sweety, if you meet someone hateful, raise your middle finger like this.
Ainsley: yewsh!
Godfather: and don't forget to say– BASTARD IDIOT MOTHERFUCCER GO DIE TO HELL! *panting hard*
Ainsley: Awooo! Cwool, Gwandpa! Yesh, Ain wil dwo! (Yes, Ain will do!)
