The grand old master nodded with a smile. "Sure."
While both believed that their plans were the best, the two believed even more in their own ability in looking for loopholes in the other’s scheme.
"You can’t go back on your words, Jay. I won't hide in the Underground Palace if you don't get in the tank."
Jay was an exceptional negotiator. ”11:59 PM. We’ll follow through with the other's plans."
Grand Old Master was displeased, for he had not an inch of advantage in the situation. "You've never once let your grandfather win. Haven't you ever heard of respecting your elders?"
Jay Ares held his ground. "You’ve never let me win either, Grandfather, not even when I was just a baby. Haven't you heard of letting children win? How am I supposed to respect my elders if you've never taught m e what it means to let children win, Grandfather?”
Grand Old Master waved a hand at him. "Go away. All you know how to do is frustrate me."
Jay turned and left.
The grand old master tapped without rhythm against the coffee table in front of him, his expression one of confusion. "I'd like to see how you're going to hide us all in the Underground Palace."
Exiting Chateau de Selene, Jay looked up at the tower with the countdown numbers on it.
D3!
A confident smile broke on his chiseled features.
Two days later.
Angeline spent every day calling Baby Robbie only to b e sent to voicemail every time. The person at the other end of the line did not show any hints of picking up. That had Angeline growing anxious.
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