Gilbert rolled his eyes excessively. Then he snorted and looked at Dean with a sharp gaze. 'Yes, I'll take care of her. If needed, I'll cage Haisley. Are you satisfied?'
'You can't just cage her, what do you think she is? A cat?' Dean retorted, displeased.
'Yes, she's a naughty cat that can't be managed,' Gilbert said, looking at Haisley with a raised eyebrow. 'Her hair,' he said mockingly, 'is messy like it hasn't been combed for years, her fangs haven't been trimmed for a long time, not to mention her claws, they haven't been polished.'
Dean hit Gilbert with the fork in his hand. 'Do you think Haisley is what? A cat, a human, or a shoe?' Dean asked sarcastically. Gilbert shrugged indifferently.
'Don't worry. She'll be fine here. We'll meet directly in America. Just a few more weeks, right? The semester is almost over,' Gilbert said, intending to reassure his cousin.
'Haisley, you behave well with G here, okay? If he's naughty to you, report it to me. I'll report it to Aunt so h
