HEADACHE

"LORD Cassius, I had already deleted all the post online related to the young master," said the assistant from the other side of the virtual screen of Casey's Terminal.

"I see.  Good," Casey said.

He gazed down at his nephew who was now sleeping.  They were now travelling back to the Grimaldi mansion in his aircraft.  The bodyguards sent to protect his nephew were following them in a separate aircraft.  Really, those bodyguards were useless.  They couldn't even react on time when someone snatched Nikki under their noses.  He should report this to his brother.  At least he should give his nephew reliable guards.

He looked at the virtual screen in front of him.  He didn't expect that his assistant still hadn't hung up the call.  Then he noticed that the other looked like he wanted to say something more.

"Is there something else?" he asked.