Living With My Lady Boss

Chapter 210
Wilbur and Faye were at a loss for words. Why was Elsa speaking to Faron like this?
Faton flew to his feet at once, shouting, “I’ll take you on any day! I’m not as soft and weak as I used to be anymore, come at mel”
“Oho!” Elsa stood up as well, cracking her knuckles with a smirk. “You really are asking to be beaten up. Come on, then. Let’s see what you’ve got!”
The two of them glowered at each other, ready to fight at any second.
wilber was caught off-guard, hurrying to say, “Hey, hey! what’s going on here? Itave you two lost your mind?”
was a kid. I need to get iny revenge!” Faron fumed.
“She’s been bullying me since I w
Wilbur was shocked “Bullied you? What on earth are you talking about?”
“This b itch here is my cousin. She’s always taken advantage of the fact that she could fight and beat me up all the time,” Faron said vehemently.

Wilbur burst out in a fit of laughter upon hearing the words. He had not expected these two to be related.
Faye pulled Elsa to sit down, smiling at her comfortingly, “Come on, we’re all gruwn-ups here. You’re older, so you should go easy on your junior,
Elsa smirked at the words, sitting down smugly as she raised an eyebrow at Faron, challenging his pride.
Wilbur chuckled. “Chief Janae! It’s no wonder you made it into the force at such a young age.’
“Mister Penn, 1 graduated from the police academy, and I was on the national swimming team. My position in the national police force has nothing to do with the Campbells,” Elsa bristled in annoyance.
Wilbur nodded hurriedly. “Whoa! That’s amazing. Come on, Faron, sit your a ss down. You’ve only been cultivating for a few days. You’re no match for her yet.”
To tell the truth, Faron was actually a little stronger than the average human being after having cultivated for a few days.
However, Elsa was a national athlete, and highly skilled in combat. Faron was no match for her and would be easily defeated for sure.
Faron’s expression sank at Wilbur’s words. He scoffed, sitting down heavily next to Wilbur with a scowl as Elsa only grew even more smug
Wilbur shook his head. Faye giggled as well.
The next morning, over at the Seechertown Broadcast Station, inside the station director’s office.
Telford Gills sat at his desk, rubbing his bulging belly and balding scalp as he sighed at his age.
Just then, his secretary came in with a mug of tea that she placed in front of him.
Telford took a sip. “We have a new intern, right?”
“Yes, Chloe Blott,” the secretary answered.
Telford nodded. “Tell her to come see me. I’ve got an assignment for her.”
“Alright, Mister Gills. One moment please.”