Leah winked at her and whispered softly, "Don't let Griffith hear you. He went through great lengths to bring this famous fireworks family here to the South Seas for a performance. He says it's for me, but I think it's really for you. I've seen him use this trick back in the Golden Triangle."
Leah chuckled. Men are all like this. In the past, Griffith had no rivals in love. But now, in the South Seas, with a powerful and influential rival like Ignatius Leclair, even for the sake of face, he has to put on this kind of show.
"What are you whispering about now?" Griffith's handsome face flashed across the video, followed by a dangerously cold smile. "Leah, remove that furry, ugly thing of yours. I want to video chat with Delphine."
"Snowball, go bite him."
"Oh crap, oh crap."
