“Miss Nala, I am of no help.” Milton replied with a bored tone.“You must help. I heard you are the king of making ‘miracles’ happen. What now? Are you scared of little challenges?” Nala taunted, smirking.“Little miss knows it all, you are no challenge,” Milton replied.Nala rolled her eyes and continued, “this will be bad for you, you know.”“I am well aware,” Milton replied, unconcerned.Nala clicked, “once things fall apart for you, don’t come running to us with tails between your legs. Trust me, I won’t be of help.”Milton shrugged.“Does your uncle know of this? I heard you wanted inclusivity, yet you are here acting unbothered by everything I tell you. You lunatic, do you want to die?” Nala was getting angry at how Milton was acting by all this.Milton didn’t plan on explaining himself to Nala. First, this was Bryson’s job. Secondly, he didn’t plan on working today. Thirdly, four days ago after Bryson returned, he told Milton everything was in place.So, what fuck happened and
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