“Yes sir!” she nodded vigorously. “I’m going to rule the world so I need a jet to take me everywhere and I can’t rely on other people to do s**t for me.”
“Ollie, language!” Bobbie and Olivier said in unison.
“Fine, I can’t rely on other people to do my stuff. Better?” she asked her parents cheekily.
Gael threw his head back and roared with laughter. “She’s great! I like this one. Where’s Max?”
Max stepped forward, with far more reluctance than Ollie and extended his hand politely, “I am Max. Nice to meet you.”
“Are you going to run my business?” Gael looked at him. “Your father tells me you’re bloody brilliant. You have the brains to take it all over Max!”
Max shrugged, “how much does it pay?”
Bobbie turned her head into Olivier’s shoulder as she tried to stifle her laugh. Levi didn
