"That's right." Cold Che lightly curved his lips in satisfaction. "Especially, don't let your grandmother know. Otherwise, she'll kill me!"
If his violent mom back home knew he dismissed the other party with just a napkin, she'd definitely destroy him.
"Got it..." Perry took a sip of juice from his cup. "Mommy said... this is called a 'harmless white lie.'"
Cold Che chuckled softly, "You two little ones, sure know quite a bit."
Just as he finished speaking, Summer Gardner's call came through.
Picking up the phone, Cold Che cheekily greeted, "Your Majesty Mother, what are your orders?!"
"Did you meet them?"
"Met them."
"And? How's it going?"
"Having dinner."
