Not waiting for Ainsley to reply, Finley already started to blabber nonsense.
"You know what? This young master already climbed the casino tower to the 11th floor with my own power!" Finley lifted his chin high once more, looking like a proud little chick.
"You can enter this cafeteria…it means you can enter the 11th floor's gambling hall, right? Then let's go play with this young master!"
Finley stood up and was about to grab Ainsley's hand to drag her when the baby shook her head.
"Uh…no. I can't enter the gambling hall just yet…" Ainsley took the chance to retract her hands and hid it below the table.
Finley's cheerful voice suddenly paused. The boy then scanned Ainsley from head to toe before voicing his doubt.
"Eh, why? Don't tell me you don't have energy crystals to play at the hall, right?"
Finley's casual question stabbed Ainsley's sore spot. The baby clenched her fists and glared at Finley with reddened eyes.
"Hmph! So what if I don't have any? It's none of youl bwusiness!"
Ainsley didn't know why but she just wanted to lash out at this rich, spoiled young master.
Judging from his clothes quality and that haughty air around him, he should be rich and influential enough to get a couple of energy crystals to play with.
Something that Ainsley needed to sustain her family was a mere plaything for this boy here. How could Ainsley not express her grievance?
Finley tilted his head at Ainsley's words and couldn't help but click his tongue.
"It's just a couple of crystals. This young master can give you some. This young master can just ask my daddy, but only if you're good at gambling!"
Finley ignored Ainsley's sullen look and circled the table in a heartbeat.
Confronting Jevon and the other' wary eyes, the boy approached Ainsley with his back straightened and casually dragged her from her chair.
At that moment, Ainsley inwardly stood up, making Cellino fall from her lap. But as if not seeing any of this, Finley kept chattering with a voice full of excitement.
"Come with this young master! Let's meet my daddy. My daddy said that if this young master can win a gamble with him, he will give me tons of crystals!"
"But what's that gotta do with me?" Ainsley shook her hand, attempting to break free from Finley's grip.
She was close to kicking this rude boy!
Where are you taking me? Fck!
At first, Ainsley wanted to slap Finley's hand, not wanting to let this arrogant boy drag her around.
However, Finley suddenly blurted.
"Of course you will profit as well! If I get that pocket money from my daddy, I will share some for you only if you help me win!"
Ainsley was taken aback. Her jaw dropped way too fast.
What…the? If this arrogant prick wins against his dad, he will give this boy tons of crystals…?
If I helped him to win, he would also give me some crystals!
Ainsley didn't doubt Finley's words.
Even though Ainsley barely knew this brat, she didn't know why she had this feeling that the boy wouldn't harm her. He might be annoying, but there's no malicious intent coming from the boy.
"Really? If that's the case, I'll help you!" Ainsley followed behind Finley while her people suddenly chased after her.
"Young miss! Where are you going?!" Jevon dashed and immediately blocked Finley's path. Even Elliana, Cellino, and the others hurriedly chased after them and circled the two kids, preventing them from leaving.
All of them instantly glared daggers at Finley.
The fck is this boy doing? How can he kidnap our family head right in front of us?!
"Hey, boy! Release our young miss!" Jevon demanded harshly.
Hearing the taunting, Finley furrowed in displeasure. He tossed Ainsley's hand away and harrumphed.
"Godtoddler! What's with your people? Are they blind and deaf?"
Without waiting for Ainsley to explain, Finley pointed at Jevon and the others before cursing out loud.
"Listen here, peasants, it's your people's fortune to have this young master fancy your little miss! This young master just wants to play with her and help her!"
When the group heard this, their faces blackened. They had the urge to take off their shoes and threw them to this brat.
Presumptuous! Who do you think you are to say things like that to our miss?! Are you the heir of the Walter family? If not, fck off!
If Jevon, Elliana and the others knew Finley's true identity, they would have never thought of cursing the boy in their mind. Not a chance.
Even the Godfather would still thread around carefully around the powerful Walter Family…not to mention them, a fallen sacred family only comparable to a low-level mafia family!
Seeing the atmosphere between the two sides going even more tense than before, Ainsley hurriedly came between them.
"Enough, enough! Jwev, Elh, Neil is my new friend…he is going to hwelp me!" Ainsley quickly explained to her group. After all, she didn't tell them anything and just left with Neil.
They couldn't be blamed for acting like that, though. Neil was too arrogant and overbearing.
"And you, Neil. Don't insult my pweople, okay? Aren't we frens? If you insult my people, I won't be youl fren!"
Ainsley didn't know why Neil wanted to be her friend, but since he had something that she wanted, it's not bad to befriend him.
If he turned out to be an evil boy, she could always get Cellino to smash this boy's head.
When Ainsley already talked like that, Finley had no choice but to stop berating the girl's people. It's not like he wanted to do that, anyway.
It's only for the sake of his realistic acting, okay?
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