Finley suddenly felt the need to run away, not wanting to tell his dad about Ainsley, afraid that he would adopt her or something. However, to borrow a force from his dad or use his own force, he had to get his dad's permission.
Even after she entered the Sloan Family at the age of 12 thanks to someone in the family noticing her talent, she didn't have anyone protecting her. It was her who protected others.
She loved to steal people's beds and slept on their beds, not caring if the owner couldn't sleep there or not. She was the most arrogant, dangerous, and fiercest sacred guardian among the other three.
What if the other higher-ups blamed them if anything happened to the young miss? Even if she's a puppet, she's still a valuable trophy. For the baby to suddenly sleep so mindlessly that she looked like in a deep coma…
"No particular reason. Just please don't interrupt me while I'm talking. Isn't that the basics of politeness?" Erina glanced at Victoria and responded politely, but for some reason, an aura of coldness and aloofness emanated from her passively.
Loren, the young master of the Lionel family, furrowed his eyebrows. He realised that the baby just disturbed his speech, breaking the flow of the conversation.
Their focus was actually on which spirit Ainsley made a pact with. It's a common knowledge that the strength of a shaman relied on the dead spirit that they managed to contract.