I Become Baby Mafia Boss Chapter 137 - 'The Five Buds Gossip Group'

Chapter 137: "The Five Buds Gossip Group" Once the five buds gathered, the five of them conversed with each other, excluding the oddball assassin-like guy.
They chatted merrily talking about the family situation starting from Elliana's case up to the new family head, Ainsley.
"I heard that the new family head is a baby, is it true?" The innocent young man, Nouvan Sloan, curiously asked his friends through telepathy.
As he asked, the young man scanned the main hall to see the family head but found no trace of the baby.
His blue and red mismatched pupils dimmed in disappointment.
"Uhuh. Heard that she's still 3. Tch. Which bastard makes a baby a mafia boss?" Ethania clicked her tongue and ruffled her man-cut light blue hair.
Even when she tried to hide at the corner, her hair was so eye-catching that she literally became everyone's focus.
That's fcking annoying!
"This rotten family is finally showing its true colour. To make a baby as the family head." Ethania shook her head. Fury brewed inside her golden eyes.
"They're all sick!"
"For once, I agree with you, Thania– "
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"Don't call me Thania! I'm Ethan. Ethan!" Ethania instantly rebuked in a high tone. The tomboy lady glared at Jevon, who was standing at another corner of the hall.
"Tch. You are clearly Thania, not Ethan." Jevon harrumphed and ignored Ethania's silent protest.
"Anyway...these people are all morons. They're out of their mind." Jevon fiddled with a tiny dragon-like monster hanging around his finger.
As a handsome monster tamer, how could he not bring his pets to the trial?
The young man lifted his chin high as he brushed his sleek black hair to the back. That hair model was precisely like those bastard CEOs in romance s.
"But how the heck I don't see the family head? That puppet should also attend the trial, no?" The young man squinted, and his dull, grey pupils darted around to find the subject of their conversation.
Right, where's that baby?
This time, Nouvan couldn't help but join those two's conversation, afraid to get lagged behind. "Hum, hum, maybe she's injured? Someone said that the sinner harms the family head…"
Nouvan's long silver hair shimmered as he turned his head around, trying to find his friends at each corner of the hall.
Up to now, he still didn't know why these people chose to stay at the corner. Since he was still a new member of the five buds, he could only follow his seniors…
"That nice-looking lady, the so-called sinner, harms the family head who is only three years old?" Marietta gasped. She blinked softly before staring at Elliana with her hazelnut, chocolate-like pupils.
"That lady doesn't seem evil…" the woman sighed gently. She cupped her hands on her cheeks and observed Elliana once more, still in disbelief.
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How come such a pure-looking lady harm a baby? Even though one shouldn't judge others from their appearance, as someone with the power to manipulate nature, she's sensitive to evil people.
Clearly, that lady feels innocent.
"Tch. You're too pure-hearted, Marie. We can't just judge others from their appearance, you know?" Ethania pricked her ear before flicking her finger.
"If the other higher-ups hold this trial, it means they have sufficient proof to say that the lady is a sinner." She added.
"Hmm. I don't really care about that insignificant sinner, but I'm more curious to see our new family head." Jevon immediately cut in.
The young man tugged the corner of his lips and stroked his pet's head as he spoke with a voice full of disdain. "Can't believe they choose to crown a baby as the boss! Can't they just pass the throne to me?"
Jevon brushed his hair once more before crossing his arms in front of his chest. "I have been eyeing that position for a long time, but how come those morons choose a toddler instead of me? Isn't this funny?"
He glanced at his friends across the hall while he kept complaining through their telepathy group chat.
"Don't you guys think I'm the most suitable candidate to be the family head? How come those foxes don't see that?"
His question was met with Ethania eyeroll and Marietta light chuckle.
"Hey, monster maniac. You think an ill-tempered, arrogant bastard like you can lead the family?" Ethania raised her hand and showed a middle finger at the man a few meters away from her place.
"Dream on!" The short girl kicked the ground as she flicked her middle finger.
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"Right, right. Jevon, you're too rash to be a leader. I don't think you're suitable to be the family head…" Marietta smiled warmly as she twirled her brown hair between her fingers.
"Maybe if you calm down a bit, you can be the family head, " she added.
Of course, their comments went through Jevon's left ear and fled through his right ear.
"Yeah, yeah, you guys are just jealous of me. I'm the most suitable candidate to be the family head." The towering guy shrugged. His dragon-like pet snuggled affectionately against his cheeks.
"Right, Nouvan? You also think so, hm?"
The poor innocent Nouvan flinched at his senior's words. With a bitter smile on his face, the young man nodded even though the other party might not see him anyway.
"Uhuh! Senior Jevon is the best!" He said with a cheerful voice.
"Though...the family might go straight to hell once you take over…" Nouvan whispered to himself, not daring to say his pieces through the telepathy group chat.
Jevon might roast him with his thunder ability if he dared to say that! Even though he had healing power and wouldn't die so easily, getting struck by thunder still hurts…
And if his monster army attacked him, that would be quite scary.
One shall not underestimate Jevon, a monster with a zombie-like regeneration ability!
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