Chapter 575

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