Chapter 886: Chapter 881: Dad, Mom Won’t Let Me Keep a Leopard
"Yes, Sixth Master!"
"Marion, you and Barnes Smythe take the rest of the men and face Mercer’s armed forces head-on. Although they outnumber you more than twofold, they’re not regular troops, so you should be able to take them all down!"
Sabrina Conner looked at Marion, instructing, "Remember, be careful of civilians, because they can kill too!"
"Don’t worry, Sixth Master, we’ll be careful."
"It’s a quarter past eight now! I want you to finish the battle by nine-thirty!" Adrian Desmond ordered them as he looked at his watch.
"Yes, Sixth Master!"
Sabrina Conner rubbed her hands together, excitedly saying, "We’ll be able to finish the battle by eight-thirty!"
Adrian Desmond glanced at Sabrina Conner, still uneasy, and told Brandon Potter, "You go with Sabrina Conner!"
Although Alyssa was reluctant, she absolutely obeyed Adrian Desmond’s order. With a determined voice, she replied, "Yes, Sixth Master!"
Sabrina Conner glanced at Brandon Potter, her eyes filled with disdain, "Sixth Master, can I not take this Auntie? She’s too much trouble, I might end up having to take care of her!"
Adrian Desmond shot her a glance and ordered, "Follow Brandon Potter’s command! If I hear that you acted on your own when you get back, you’ll be rolling back to the base!"
"Yes, Sixth Master." Seeing that Adrian Desmond was angry, Sabrina Conner didn’t dare say anything more.
"Start the operation!"
Everyone stood up, their bodies as straight as tall White Poplar trees, and shouted loudly, "Yes, Sixth Master!"
Everyone was a bit excited because ever since Adrian Desmond’s business started going legitimate, these people were like swords sheathed, hung on the wall, becoming decorations.
When they heard the first gunshot outside, Adrian Desmond’s phone suddenly rang. He figured out the time, and it should be just about when the camel he sent had arrived.
"Hello, did you receive the camel?"
"Adrian Desmond, if you sent a camel, just send a camel, why send a leopard?" Sienna Johnson said, exasperated.
"Doesn’t Curly like it? The leopard is very cute."
When Adrian saw that little leopard, he thought of his daughter. He thought Curly would definitely love it.
"Dad, I like it, I like it." Curly shouted loudly.
"Curly, do you miss Daddy?"
Curly complained to Adrian Desmond, "Daddy, hurry back, your wife bullied me again. She just pushed me, knocked me to the ground, and my butt hurts so much."
"Mom must have done it accidentally."
"No, she did it on purpose, I know, I know!"
Caught in the war between two women, Adrian knew that helping one would offend the other, and he couldn’t afford to offend either.
"Daddy, your wife wants to send away my Big White, she’s not letting me keep it! But Daddy, you gave it to me, Big White is mine, why can’t I keep it?"
Curly was complaining to her father, and Adrian imagined if he were there, his little girl would jump into his arms and have a good cry.
"It’s just a little cub, it’s not dangerous. When it’s bigger, I’ll find a Trainer to tame it," Adrian said to Sienna Johnson.
"Adrian Desmond, I beg you as a China son-in-law, could you please understand a bit about China’s situation?"
"I’ve been trying to understand." By now, he’d even learned what the meaning of a green hat was.
"Adrian Desmond, in China, protecting animals means private ownership is not allowed, it’s illegal!" So Sienna Johnson insisted on sending the little leopard away, but Curly wouldn’t have it, holding onto her leopard and throwing all sorts of tantrums.
"China doesn’t allow keeping leopards?"
"Not only leopards, but lions and tigers aren’t allowed either!"
"Can camels be kept?"
"Camels are allowed."
Adrian Desmond felt relieved. The camel that was producing milk was one he had carefully selected.
"Adrian Desmond, surely you understand we can’t keep a leopard at home, and your daughter refuses to let it go. What do you say we do now?" Sienna Johnson tossed the difficult problem back to Adrian.
Curly held onto the little leopard, which was toothless, and its gums nibbled on Curly’s little finger, tickling her.
"Daddy, if you dare send my Big White away, I’ll cry, I’ll cry until I’m dead if that’s what it takes, you all don’t like me anyway!"
"Go ahead and cry to death then!" Sienna Johnson chimed in.
Curly looked at her mother, her face full of grievances, knowing she wouldn’t have any luck with her mother, so she coquettishly said to her father, "Daddy... I miss you, when are you coming home?"
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