Chapter 321

It had taken Baily quite some time to get noticed by the boss, but now that he had Victor's attention, he followed the man's gaze and broke into a wide grin.

"Those are my twin boys over there," he said, his voice brimming with pride. "They're at that age where all they want to do is cause trouble. I never thought I'd see the day when the two of them would actually team up for once. Makes a father proud, you know?"

Victor's expression stayed icy. "Your sons?"

Oblivious to Victor's chilly demeanor, Baily just kept on talking, puffing up with pride.

"Mr. Fitzgerald, those two really take after me. Good looks run in the family."

Victor's eyes narrowed, his tone dropping to a frosty chill. "Shame they also inherited your lack of brains."

Baily froze, momentarily taken aback.

Just as the two little terrors were about to pull the triggers on their toy guns, a tall figure swooped in and snatched the pistols right out of their hands.

"Who said you could bully my people?"

made Isadora turn. Sure enough, it was

broom she'd been clutching back into its

her hands. She blinked, stunned, and

teeth in protest when their guns were taken away. One of them shouted, "Who do you think you are,

wanted to bury his head in the sand. You idiots, your dad works for

smooth things over. "Mr. Fitzgerald, boys will

immediately turned on the waterworks and began tattling with

something! Break his legs, twist his arms, make him beg

cold, sardonic laugh. "You call that childish mischief? I call it being rotten to the

rifle with an easy, almost lazy gesture, his long fingers

flash, a barrage of plastic pellets pelted the

hurts! Stop

spun in circles, trying to dodge

shielding them with his back as the pellets thudded against him. Even for a grown man, the sting was real -he

Baily pleaded, "Mr. Fitzgerald, please—have mercy! They're just kids. No need to get worked

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