With widened eyes, everyone asked in anticipation," Who?"

Grayson replied, "Our little young master whose wits could rival that of the president."

Storm immediately rejected the idea. "No way. I promised the president I would ensure the little young masters and the little young lady's safety. Letting Little Young Master Jenson help would risk having his location revealed. That would endanger the children."

Grayson patted Storm on the shoulder and reassured, saying, "You're worrying too much. Only those with a death wish would try to provoke the three little devils."

Eyeing Storm's hesitation, Grayson asked, "Unless you wish to see all of the president's hard work come to naught?"

Storm nodded grimly.

Imperial Capital, the Throne Properties.

On the best part of the land stood a villa where the Ghosts had built their home.

Bringing Grayson to the villa, Storm found Baby Robbie lying on the floor sunbathing as beanbags tied his feet together.

Lying in front of Robbie was Jenson, who had a book

'Business Management' covering

Zetty was living the best life, asleep

head in disappointment when he caught sight of the lazy children. "Stop lazing around when

opened his eyes to stare scornfully at Storm. "Why does Zetty get to spend each day eating and sleeping like a pig, while Jenson and I have to train and study, Storm?

not

have known that whoever's hand the three little devils

could you still favor boys over girls? Males and females

won't listen without a beating, and if I hit her, she'll start

Who

"You tell me. She's just an eight-year-old girl,

mother's traits. You should probably give up the thought of straightening her when even the

the book off his

spurt. His faceful of chubby baby fat gave way to attractive and charming

daddy, Uncle Grayson?" Jenson's gaze was filled with

chest. He did not know if the president would

phones and you don't let us use the computers. All we

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