Five Minutes

Iris thought for a moment before making a decision. "Bacon, hold on for five more minutes."

"Mother, Bacon might not last that long because I'm feeling too angry at Eagle for wasting my time when I want to assist Father and Uncle Zihao at the hotel as soon as possible and make sure that they're both safe. Targeting Father and Jin Corporation at the same time is not classy at all."

"I'll give you a red packet if you manage to hold on for five more minutes."

The black cat AI paused and considered his mother's offer for a couple of seconds before asking, "How much will be in the red packet?"

"1,000 US dollars."

"Bacon wants 10,000 US dollars." 

Despite the gravity of the entire situation, Iris couldn't help but chuckle when her AI son threw a counter offer. Bacon was indeed her son—shameless to the core when it came to family. Grandpa Lu's teaching permeated their entire family.

"No, Bacon. You're the one who needs my help. 2,000 dollars."