Chapter 137: Conning

Oscar jabbed a finger at Daniel, fuming. "You little punk, trying to stage a mutiny? Already angling for my job before I'm even cold?" Getting bumped was already a meteoric rise. He hadn't expected the kid to climb up and try to boot him out of the seat the moment he got there. What an insubordinate punk. Daniel tugged him deeper into a corner, worried someone might pass by, catch sight of them, and ruin his grand plan to sweet-talk his way through. Oscar slapped his hand away. "Quit grabbing...