Finn Taylor walked up to Frida Cameron.
This terrified the old lady, and her gaze was filled with terror.
She suddenly spotted someone in the room, and she calmed down right away.
This person was none other than Maximus Brugel. He walked into the room and glanced at Finn Taylor. "You're out."
"Yes, Master." Finn Taylor had to respect the brains of Peregrine Hall.
Maximus Brugel had taught Finn Taylor a lot. Without him, the latter never would've gotten to where he was today.
"Alright, do what you want then."
Finn Taylor nodded and walked out. 'With Master here, I won't do anything to my grandmother. But if that old lady still doesn't know her place, I will let her know what regret tastes like.'
Seeing that her grandson was gone, Frida Cameron finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Do you still think that Finn Taylor is a piece of trash?"
