Chapter 179: "Father-son Reunion"
"We will visit the casino tomorrow!"
After Ainsley got the five buds' agreent to follow her to the town, she dismissed the youngsters and went back to her usual self. But the child didn't relax.
She usually would play with Finnie, yet this ti, she chose to prepare things needed to visit the casino.
The baby helped Elliana pack lots of baby clothing and necessities, dicines, weapons, and such.
She even got Grandpa Yofan arranging her disguise so that others wouldn't know she's the Sloan Family head when she visited the town.
The baby got so busy that the Godfather and Cellino could only watch her prepare things.
On the other hand, Finley, who already knew that Ainsley wouldn't co, also stayed at his mansion.
But unlike the usual days when he was alone at the mansion and could wander around everywhere, today, his father ca back from the territorial war…
"Welco back, dad." Finley fixed his cute blue tuxedo as he waved at a handso middle-aged not far from the gate of his mansion.
The sunshine shone upon the middle-aged man's golden hair, blinding the servants and the guards around them.
"...mm. I'm back." A cold voice sounded as the towering figure blocked the strong sunlight with his broad back. He didn't hesitate to stride to the boy's place while fiddling with his black mafia hat.
His ruby eyes gazed straight at the young boy who's only as tall as his knees.
"Hehehe, how are you, dad? Good?" Finley ignored the cool uncle's heated gaze and jumped around lightly, looking like your everyday cheerful kid.
One would surely be happy to see their cute child greeted them. But this guy...was not your ordinary dad.
Finley's brightness instantly invited the handso man's frown.
"What's with you? Did you eat sh*t or sothing?" The handso man with a face resembling Finley squinted hard at his son.
"Did you make a ss this ti too? What did you do, huh?"
He couldn't help but bent his back, about to catch his son's back collar when the boy swiftly slipped out of his grasp.
"Uhuh. I'm normal! I didn't do anything! What? Dad doesn't want to be like this?"
Finley twirled, circled the handso daddy and stopped right behind the man. Before the man could react, the boy already poked the back of his knees.
"Aww, dad, don't be too an to , kay?"
That one poke was strangely strong enough to bend the man's knees, almost making him prostrate on the ground.
In that instant, the well-built man flapped his black suit and turned around sharply.
"Fin!" The man growled as he looked down at his son. His hand was already in his suit's pocket, about to pull out his handgun.
The servants and the guards around these two, who were watching the 'touching reunion' between father and son, couldn't help but shudder.
Yoooo, there's no need to pull your gun in front of your son, right?!
However, when the servants saw what happened next, their eyes popped out, and their jaws hit the ground.
T-the young master also took out his handgun!
"Wow, wow, chill, dad. Look. I also have my gun!" Finley laughed cheerfully as he snapped his left fingers, controlling the wind to take him up.
In just a second, the boy now floated until his eyes matched the handso man's ruby eyes.
"Welco back, dad?" Finley tilted his head, flashed an innocent smile as he aid his gun at his dad's forehead…
The servants and the guards almost fainted from shock.
The young master is also insane!
The handso young father furrowed his eyebrows even tighter until he could crush crabs. His face darkened, and a chilly air swirled around him.
"What's this, Fin? You want to challenge ?" The man shot a death glare at his one and only son, not knowing why he behaves strangely today.
Shouldn't his son be studying right now? Why is he welcoming him so enthusiastically?
Evan Walter, the current family head of the Walter family, knew full well that his son would only act cute toward him when he wanted to ask for sothing…
Seeing his dad already suspected sothing, Finley shrugged and put down his gun.
"Okay, okay, my bad. I'm too tired to challenge you, dad, but I have a favour to ask." Finley grinned, showing his pearly teeth. The boy acted like a naughty rascal, just like how he looked around Ainsley.
Evan couldn't help but massage his temple.
His son was a cold, detached individual and wouldn't go as far as acting like your everyday child except for when he had a plan in mind.
But every ti he had a plan...it would an disaster.
"What? What favour this ti? You want to go to the town or hunt so bandits like last ti? Or you want to visit the assassin guild?"
Evan shook his head as he turned around and walked to the mansion. Behind him was Finley, who was still floating in the air.
"Hehehe, this ti, your cute son just wanna go to Billios casino...so can you lend so manpower?" Finley hurriedly caught up with his dad. He even purposely circled his dad's head in the air, dizzying the poor father.
Evan couldn't help but pause his steps and waved his hand, stopping Finley with his 'ability neutraliser' power.
"The casino? Ha! Rember. You're the Walter Family's heir. Gambling is sh*t." Evan ruffled his golden hair and let out a long sigh.
He's already 40 and should look old, but maybe, thanks to his 'cute' son–he looked way younger than his peers.
"Well. Why–you wanna go to the casino, anyway?" He couldn't resist asking his son.
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