Prosperous Marriage: Married to My Brother-in-law-Chapter 801 - 799: Gentle Affection, Subtle Heartache (Part 2)

The once arrogant Kay Kennal’s face changed immediately. Finn had already torn several dozen of his jackets; only two remained. If they got torn again, he wouldn’t have any to change into, and it wasn’t his turn to rest and go out yet.

As someone who liked cleanliness, he couldn’t stand not changing jackets.

"Josh Reyes!" Kay suddenly called out in a low voice, then gritted his teeth and growled, "I’m going!" He then stood up angrily, glaring hatefully at Finn, who had stopped moving. Finn’s sharp snake fangs, trained by Jimmy Horne, were excellent at tearing clothes. Even the best fabric couldn’t withstand its snake teeth.

Finn lifted its snake head high, flicking its tongue at Kay, looking fierce.

Jimmy Horne laughed again, saying, "Hurry up, will you?"

Then he pulled the dazed Camila Ruiz to the dining table and sat down. The table was set not far from the sofa, a long oval wooden table, without any color, as if handmade.

"Oscar Evans, you’ll be responsible for preparing Camila’s daily necessities," Jimmy Horne chuckled.

At this moment, he didn’t call Camila Ruiz "Stinky Camila."

The man referred to as Oscar Evans, the one who knocked out Camila Ruiz, immediately had black lines on his face. At such a time, he still had to prepare daily necessities for this little girl. How was he supposed to know what to prepare?

There were no women here; this little girl was the first female to enter the base.

Every month, they took turns resting for a week, piloting the private plane to the outside world, finding a woman, enjoying the sights, and the passing of time.

Jimmy Horne, being the young master, wasn’t an adult yet, so they didn’t teach him how to fly.

But the young master in front of them was definitely not someone to be trifled with.

Although they weren’t the first batch of teachers at the base, they knew the base’s history well. No matter how capable every previous young master was, none had successfully controlled the ten demon-like teachers.

Maybe they were just too incompetent.

But being a teacher to train the young master at the base meant being the Flame Sect’s most powerful, cold, ruthless, and cruel expert.

"Young master..." Oscar Evans, with a dark face, asked if he could refuse.

He really didn’t know what to prepare for a woman’s daily needs.

"Oh, my dear Spidy, I want to squeeze into your bed tonight. Little White finds it too hot when asleep and quite yearns for the big fan in your room, and Finn finds your bed quite comfortable too, so how about..."

"I’m going!" Oscar Evans’s face turned darker, standing up angrily and casting a "you’re ruthless" glance at Jimmy Horne before angrily walking out of the hall, heading for the base’s only means of transportation—a private plane.

They were all men in their forties and fifties who had seen much of the world, yet remained helpless against those venomous snakes and insects. They could shoot those annoying things, but should they dare to harm the young master’s pets, they’d never have peace in this life. The young master’s cleverness was inhuman, devising ways that could make them lament and groan, chilling them to the bone, yet unable to kill the young master.

This is why no previous young master could control the ten demon teachers, only Jimmy Horne could.

They could guarantee that once this young master ascended to the master’s position, he would elevate the Flame Sect to the status of the world’s number one organization, and the young master would become a terrifying Demon Young Master!

"I’m going to help the boss lend a hand."

"I’m going to help the boss make a fire."

"I’ll go too."

"Well, I think I can help as well."

"The weather is too hot, the boss working alone on dinner would be unbearable, I’ll go help fan him."

The remaining eight black-clad men each found an excuse and slipped away like skating on watermelon, leaving the hall with only Jimmy Horne and Camila Ruiz, and a drowsy Finn curled up again.

Camila Ruiz’s expression at this moment could only be described as dumbfounded.

This archenemy, at such a young age, could actually make ten men who seemed hard to deal with so afraid.

And what about that Spidy, Little White he mentioned earlier, what were those?

Could they be pythons too?

In the past decade, what kind of life had her archenemy been living?

Camila Ruiz felt a sudden inexplicable twinge in her heart, not knowing why.

Jimmy Horne turned his head and saw Camila Ruiz’s dumbfounded look, couldn’t help but tease her, waving his hand in front of her eyes jokingly, "Stinky Camila, come back to your senses."

Camila Ruiz snapped back to reality, immediately slapping his hand away from in front of her, glaring at him, wanting to scold him, but finding no fault in him, she didn’t know how to scold him. After holding back for a while, she asked, "Do you bully your elders like this all the time?"

She remembered when he was little, though they were at odds, he was always respectful and polite to the elders, how did he treat them this way now?

Jimmy Horne looked at her deeply, then smiled, saying, "If I say no now, you wouldn’t believe me anyway. Soon, you’ll understand whether they are bullying me or I am bullying them."

Listening to his words, Camila Ruiz couldn’t help but sense a touch of desolation in them. He was only fifteen, a mere teenager, how could there be a sense of desolation? What had he been through in the past ten years? Why couldn’t they get a single bit of information about him? If she wasn’t seeing him beside her right this moment, she wouldn’t believe it was really him.

Though they jostled frequently, she cared deeply about him.

She often asked her mom to call Aunt Adele, who married and left Syrena with her husband, thinking Aunt Adele, as Jimmy’s mom, must know about Jimmy, but apart from long sighs and silent tears, Aunt Adele knew nothing either.

The Flame Sect’s young master training base was unknown to everyone but the master and elders. Once the young master was thrown into the base for training, all information about him became secret, not even the master could know while outside.

After reaching eighteen, those who could step out became the true young master; failing to emerge, the master would have to reassign another legitimate descendant into the base for training.