In a somewhat gloomy room, Norman Osborne sat on a chair hidden in the shadows, looking over and over at the banquet invitations on the table.

Dear Mr. Norman Osborne:

Hello, Malik Kroos, the Kroos family, will hold a five-year-old birthday party for their grandson Ainos Kroos at 7 pm on November 7, 1995. Here, I sincerely invite you to bring your children to attend this birthday party for Ainos Kroos.

Malik Colos invites

"...Malik Kroos, the old fox, actually sent invitations in the name of the Kroos family."

“…just a birthday party?”

“…it’s actually a special sign that it’s best to bring your own children.”

"...what the hell does he want to do?"

“…children, peers, birthday party…”

"...He is paving the way! He is building a future network of relationships for his grandson, old fox!"

"...but I can use it,"

"...No, he should have other intentions. An old fox like him will not take action easily without sufficient benefits."

“…What the hell is it?”

"...his grandson, Ainos Coros."

"...By the way, his daughter, and he has not yet chosen his heir."

“…Appoint the heirs and pave the way for their grandson?”

"... there should be an intention to observe the external world through this."

“…............... to use a birthday party to cover up your intentions?”

"...What an old fox."

"...No, he never covered it up, it was an open plot."

It was as if he was talking to himself or talking to some invisible existences, muttering himself and revealing Malik's intentions.

Malik never chose to cover up his intentions, but made it clear. As long as he had a little brain or had no shortage of think tanks, he could see Malik's intention: if it was just to build a network of relationships for his grandson, he could find a reason to hold a banquet in his personal name, and then he would give it a small reminder.

But now Malik not only uses his grandson’s birthday party as an excuse, but also uses the name of the Coros family, which is not a trivial matter. You should know that in circles like them, all major families have always believed in the tenet of being able to cut off their heads, blood can flow, and family inheritance cannot be lost.

Just like back then, "Our group" (1) tore the "Hornets" (2) in the throne of the United States and broke the monopoly position of the "Hornets". You should know that before the rise of "Our group" (3), all the presidents and most of the members of the United States were people of the "Hornets". They dominated the politics, economy, and even the entire society of the United States. How powerful it was, how brilliant and powerful it was.

If it weren't for the appearance of "our group", the United States might still be under the secret rule of the "Hornets", and the two could be said to be true mortal enemies.

But even so, aren’t there many people between the two parties choosing to cross-hold shares to ensure the safety of the inheritance of the family group?

Therefore, when the knowledgeable invited person saw the five big words of the Coros family, he seemed to hear Malik shouting loudly: Make trouble! Make trouble! I want to make trouble!

......

6:00 pm

Ainos stood in front of the mirror and looked at his clothes. He was wearing a pure black dress, like a child in the dark; a red tie, like a son of blood after eating: a pair of crimson leather shoes, as if coming from hell. However, all of this formed a strong contrast when paired with his little face.

As for how cute she was, I saw Eliza holding Ainos and rubbing her pretty face like a cat, her hands kept hugging, touching, and holding her high.

"So cute...Enos is really cute today..." From Eliza's mouth, some unclear sentences kept coming out because of the rubbing of her face.

Looking at her mother who treats herself as a large plush toy and a pet, Ainos looks helpless. There is no way, this is her mother, who else can she give way to if she doesn't let her go?

However, although this feeling is not bad, I am the owner's childhood body and the intelligence of an adult. This behavior of being treated as a large plush toy and pet is very harmful to self-esteem. Moreover, now my mother seems to have forgotten what it means to stop at the right time, and her actions are becoming more and more excessive. Therefore, before my mother becomes more and more violent, I need to find an excuse to escape from her "clips of the devil".

Ding! The light bulb is on!

"Mom, the banquet seems to be about to begin. Let's go down before grandpa comes."

After glanced at Enos suspiciously, Eliza finally stopped "ravaged" Enos' hands.

"What are you afraid of? With your mother here, what are you afraid of your grandfather doing."

I'm not afraid of my grandfather, I'm afraid that you will wake up some strange hobbies, such as wearing women's clothing for your cute son.

"Uh, is that right? But the guests are coming, so it's a bit bad if we don't go down."

"Hmph! If it's not good, it's not good. Let the old man go in awkward manner."

Speaking of this, Eliza's words were filled with unconcealed anger. While speaking, she grabbed a pillow with her hands and kept falling on the bed.

"Yes, is that?" Looking at his mother's spiritual victory method of using the pillow as a class enemy, Ainos couldn't help but wonder how his grandfather offended her. However, considering that his big trouble had not been resolved, Ainos still controlled his curious soul well.

Escape plan 1, failed!

After venting his anger a little, Eliza turned around and began to become interested in Ainos. To be precise, she became interested in Ainos' clothing.

"Little baby Ainos, is it okay to discuss something with you?"

"What are you doing!" Looking at his mother's little playful look, Ainos became a little alert. Every time his mother wanted to cheat him, she would have this tone. After spending so many years with her mother, Ainos had known for a long time: Although her mother looked like a snow goddess with a high mountain flower in front of outsiders, she knew exactly how dark she was.

"Baby son, look, the clothes you are wearing are really not in line with your temperament. Can you please change them to one?"

"No, no need, I think the clothes are very good now, so you won't have to worry, mom."

Mom, are you treating me as a Barbie doll?

"What can I do...Mom, this is for your own good."
Chapter completed!