"Must you interfere in my affairs, you stinky brat?" Drake grumbled, annoyed.

Alexander was his son, and he didn't plan to keep secrets from him. In his eyes, they shared the same blood. No matter how much he scolded or disciplined him, he couldn't abandon his own flesh and blood.

He opened a drawer and found a pair of scissors, cutting off Nala's braids, which fell to the floor.

Alexander was shocked. He wanted to stop his father, but he knew he couldn't match Drake's strength, so he bit his lip and approached him. "Dad, are you really going to sell this girl?"

"It's not my choice. It's what Bianca wants," Drake said with a frown, instructing Alexander to fetch some of his old clothes from the wardrobe.

Alexander brought the clothes and watched as Drake's dirty hands tore at Nala's small dress. He exclaimed, "What are you doing?"

"You little troublemaker!" Drake glared at him. "Lower your voice. Do you want to expose us?"

"Dad, you—"

"I need to change this girl's clothes! Her current attire will make her stand out," Drake explained impatiently.

pushed his father aside. "I'll do

patting Alexander's head. "Ah, I see now. You want to help your old man, huh? Heh... I can still count on

things one step at a time. He didn't remove Nala's dress but simply dressed her in Drake's old clothes, ensuring she looked like a boy. He even added a baseball cap to

him. "The van is in the backyard. Let's move

are you

outskirts," Drake impatiently replied. "Just

at the Hamerton

inviting some close business partners to discuss future cooperation. The banquet took place in a separate hall with a limited number of guests, and

calm

sensing something was off. Drake had claimed to have taken Persephone. With his daughter missing, how could Zuko still be

here?" Suddenly, someone tapped Bianca on

to find Arya, who was wearing a friendly

really you! It's

momentarily surprised but managed

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