He did have lots of friends around his age, and even those older than him, but who would dare to talk about casinos in front of the Walter Family's heir?
Loren, the young master of the Lionel family, furrowed his eyebrows. He realised that the baby just disturbed his speech, breaking the flow of the conversation.
Ainsley felt a crushing defeat even before she started a battle. Her confidence that soared to the sky fell to hell when she first stepped into the hall.
Actually, Alvaro already knew that the guards would take a safe stance and just let the visitors solve their problem on their own. If they started fighting, the patrol team would be the one eliminating these visitors.
His uncle, however, had struggled twice before him. The first time when he tried to complete the painting of a spear and failed, and the second time was when he revealed to Leonel that beneath his golden armor, he was entirely drenched in sweat.
[Wake up, dumbass! Wake up! Train your energy control! Hurry, you lazy bum!] The Godfather shouted with all of his might as he circled Ainsley and Cellino, who was still lying on the bed, sleeping.
"Yes, that's what I mean! We only need to relay this issue to the higher-ups, and then if they ask us who's in charge, tell them it's Lady Elliana!" The maid nodded.
Even after she entered the Sloan Family at the age of 12 thanks to someone in the family noticing her talent, she didn't have anyone protecting her. It was her who protected others.
Ainsley sighed after touring the mansion for an hour. The people there acted polite and such, but she could still feel the tension coming from their body.