He almost wanted to call him mom just to roll his eyes at her and tell her she is wrong. They decided to buy four huge bread since they arent small as a family.
"Folawe eats a lot anyways. I dont have to worry about the food wasting." Ambrose informs Fangfang.
"I wonder if Folake eats a lot too." He tells him.
"You can never know from his thin they both are. But my little one is fleshy in the right areas." He brags while tapping his fingers on the steering.
The twins make a disgusting face and both say. "We will pretend we never heard that of course."
Fangfang too glares at Ambrose and mutters. "No one asked for that information though."
They had spent almost an hour driving when Ambrose got a call from Mark his assistant.
"Boss.." there was an hesitant tone in his voice. As if he were asking if he could speak freely.
"You can tell me. I am listening."
"I have gotten my hands on those things. What should I do next?"
