I Become Baby Mafia Boss

Chapter 135: "Bye-bye, Cheeks…"

One key rule in bluffing was how confident one looked like and how much 'power' they could falsify.

A cool effect was needed to look domineering, to falsify one's strength, thus easily earning others' respect.

But a normal stage effect couldn't just bluff the experts at the trial. Ainsley knew that she needed a rather cool effect...

If only she could fly….or maybe charm all of them, making them kneel, worshipping her…

Uh, that's quite impossible. But at least using Fin's wind power, she could float to assert a domineering effect, right?

Ainsley rubbed her chin and nodded in satisfaction. Her plan was good.

Now, she only needed to borrow Fin's ability. Thus, the baby didn't delay and immediately told Fin about her request as the two walked down the corridor with Fin outside the building and they talked through his wind ability.

"You want me to help you float following your signal? To assert dominance?" The boy asked in disbelief. His eyelids twitched, feeling ominous.

Why the hell did this baby need such an effect to scare those higher-ups? What is she trying to do?

Despite his inner question, Finley didn't ask it further since the baby already replied to him.

"Yesh, hewp me, Fwin! (Yes, help me, Fin!)" Ainsley nodded. The girl even hesitated briefly before going closer to the window and whispered to the boy, telling him what things she would do just to get Fin's help.

She then got back to running.

Well, well, if Fin wanted to squeeze her cheeks as the payment, then so be it! Patting her head? Okay! Belly rub? Still okay! Adopting her to be his sister? Okay!

Just...don't suddenly come with a marriage proposal.

Hearing what Ainsley offered him just in exchange for a tiny bit of help, the boy couldn't help but choke on his saliva. He looked at Ainsley as if she's a monster.

Yoooo, can't you tone down your offer? If it's like this, what if I ask you to be my fianceé or something? Even though that's impossible for now, no one knows what will happen in the future!

Finley suddenly felt so distressed for Ainsley. If she was too innocent, he was afraid that other fairies or other boys she met in the future would take advantage of her…

Aish.

"Okay, okay, I'll help you. There's no need to offer a lot of things…" Finley hastily stopped Ainsley from offering whatever she wanted to offer. The brazen baby even said that she would give him her favourite milk and mocha Pocky…

Like hell I need that!

If she also offered a diaper, he would spurt blood.

"Hwmm?" Ainsley tilted her head in confusion at Finley's firm refusal of the offers she just proposed. The boy said that he would help her, but why would he reject her offers?

Is it not good? I even say I'll give him my favourite pacifier that I never use!

The baby couldn't help but puffed her cheeks.

"Fwin, whath ish youl wish? Ain will helph! (Fin, what is your wish? Ain will help!)" Ainsley once again tried to offer something in exchange for the fairy's help during the trial later.

Without Fin's wind manipulation ability, the 'bluff' she prepared wouldn't be too impactful!

Finley could only smile bitterly.

"Fine, fine, if you insist. I'll just squeeze your cheeks later as a payment. How is it?" The boy wriggled his forefinger in front of Ainsley. "For two weeks straight!"

Ainsley almost spurted blood.

Two weeks? My cheeks would be gone by then!

The baby's lips twitched. She touched her plump cheeks and suddenly regretted offering her cheeks to this demon. If only she knew the Fin would be kind enough to help her without demanding anything for a payment…

Why would she offer her cheeks?! No!

Alas, it's too late. Ainsley could only rub her cheeks and sighed.

"Owkay…" the baby lowered her head, resigning to her fate.

So be it. Bye-bye, my cheeks…

Ainsley waved her imaginary handkerchief to part ways with her plump cheeks.

Contrary to Ainsley's gloomy face, Finley's face brightened. He laughed wholeheartedly while stretching his evil claws to the baby's cheeks.

"Deal!" Finley just sealed the deal when his evil claws already made its way to Ainsley's cheeks. In just a few seconds, Finley recharged his energy by squeezing the baby's plump cheeks.

He did it while floating outside while Ainsley ran...

In no time, Ainsley's fair cheeks turned red from the squeezing and the pinching, but the baby could only grit her teeth and harrumphed.

"C'mwon! We swave Elh! (C'mon! We save El!)" Ainsley slapped Finley's hand and immediately fastened her speed.

Finley, on the other hand, would wait outside of the main hall's window to observe the things happening inside. For now, he floated outside while helping Ainsley to run faster with his wind ability.

After all, he's still a 'fairy', and humans shouldn't see him that easily.

Thus, the 3-years-old baby and the 8-years-old mafia heir disguised as a fairy strode to the main hall carrying a grand plan to save Elliana.

Ah, a tiny fairy of time also followed the two of them in silence, waiting to watch a good show.

30 minutes before Ainsley woke up.

The Sloan Family's upper echelons already gathered at the main hall, the one used to crown Ainsley as the new family head a few weeks ago.

Inside the hall, a bunch of men and women dressed in black suits with their respective branch family's logo at the back stood solemnly.

In front of them was the stage where a throne reserved for the family head stood still. Right before the stage was a circle inscription carved on the floor. In the middle of the circle was a tanned-skin lady with her head hung low.

She wore a prisoner-like uniform, and one could see a huge handcuff tying her hands. A thick stone choker was placed on her neck to seal her special abilities.

The woman was none other than Elliana!

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