"You little rascals, don’t you know what people in the circle call your Uncle Thorne?"
"A flashy peacock? A playboy? Eating from the bowl while eyeing the pot? Not refusing anyone?" Casper North counted off on his fingers, saying each phrase one by one.
"It’s the aloof Vermilion! Vermilion!" Quinn Thorne snapped.
"They’re all birds!" And not the good kind either.
Don’t be fooled by how young Casper North is; he knows everything. This man in front of him was the scumbag who bullied his godmother.
The reborn Vermilion?
A flashy, show-off peacock is more like it.
Quinn Thorne rubbed his temples, trying hard to suppress the urge to punch someone.
"Casper, can you take me to your godmother?" Quinn Thorne softened his tone, coaxing.
"Nope. Anya’s Mommy said scumbags aren’t welcome." Casper North wore a proud expression.
Quinn Thorne squeezed his fist, forcing a smile, continuing to hold back, "She’s hurt, and I’m really worried about her. Casper, aren’t you worried too?"
Casper North went silent. Truth be told, he was quite concerned about Anya Forrest.
"Do you think I, Baby, am three years old? I absolutely won’t become a pawn of a scumbag."
Quinn Thorne saw Casper North’s temper was just like his mother Raina North’s, stubbornly hard, unwilling to budge, knowing he couldn’t succeed, he turned to Baby Hawthorne for help.
"Baby, you’ve grown up under Uncle Thorne’s watch, could you help persuade Casper? There’s a misunderstanding between me and his godmother."
Baby Hawthorne shook his head, "Uncle Thorne, I’d love to help you, but I don’t want to make Anya’s Mommy upset. Anya’s Mommy is not only Casper’s godmother, but also mine. Since she doesn’t want to see you, we can’t go against her wishes."
"Baby, your Anya’s Mommy doesn’t actually not want to see me; she misunderstood me. I want to explain, but I can’t even see her face. I need a chance to explain. Even a judge gives a suspect time to appeal before a death sentence, don’t you agree?"
Baby Hawthorne kept a handsome face, visibly wavering.
Compared to Anya Forrest being a half-hearted godmother, Quinn Thorne grew up alongside him, pain him like family would.
"Alright, I’ll help you this once, but only this once."
"I don’t agree." Casper North immediately protested, Mommy said scumbags should be pinned on the pillar of shame, how can he walk among us and continue to plague Anya’s Mommy who’s so kind-hearted?
Casper North resolutely disagreed.
"I won’t let you bully Anya’s Mommy again."
Quinn Thorne: "Casper, I protect your Anya’s Mommy’s heart just like you do, I..."
Baby Hawthorne stopped him, "Uncle Thorne, let Baby talk to him."
Quinn Thorne didn’t speak, but his eyes were filled with pleading and expectation as he looked at Baby Hawthorne.
When Baby Hawthorne walked over, Casper North still had a face that wouldn’t accept anything, looking proud and defiant.
"Don’t you dare try to corrode me with the enemy’s sugar-coated shells, I, Baby, won’t agree."
Baby Hawthorne rolled his eyes, doesn’t he know his own brother’s personality?
Casper North’s eyelid twitched but he said nothing.
Casper North resisted, scratching his hand, keeping his face stiff.
"Final offer, ten million, take it or leave it."
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"Deal." Money-driven Casper couldn’t hold himself any longer, grinning wide, "Ten million entrance fee, pay up to get it done."
Quinn Thorne looked dumbfounded, "Just that simple?"
Baby Hawthorne gave him a cold glance, "What else? Haven’t you heard the saying, money makes the world go round?"
Especially someone like Casper North, who would even sell his own mother, with such a gem, talk feelings? Talk money.
Isn’t this uncle a bit slow?