The moment she heard her name, she pushed Ambrose off and straightens her back. Her father glance was already on her before it finally shifted to Ambrose. There was a warning look in it that sounded like. 'Mess up and you get killed.'
He makes a grumble within his chest and walks in with the other rmen. Mr Mo turns his head at Ambrose and shakes his head at him. Folawe then nudged his stomach.
"Look at them. Must have been their work."
Ambrose stares at Fangfang and Folake who were smirking at them. "I see they want to play dirty." They would simply have to level up their game as well.
"President Mo are you ready to get dirty becaus I like giving tit for tat?"
"When it is with you, I am open to all sorts of dirt." He responds giving her an intense look.
