Miss Ashley, Master is waiting for you

At Douglas Bar,

Brayden was sitting carelessly on the sofa, Authur is now sitting beside him holding some papers in his slender hands, he was checking out some documents.

"Don't tell me you want allow him to have a vasectomy operation." Authur asked still looking at the documents.

Brayden let out a smoke, hidden his handsome face behind the smoke.

"That would mean nothing." Brayden chuckled.

"Nothing."

Did he just say nothing, he was trying to jeopardise his friend future and he is even grinning loud at this moment and behaving as if nothing happened.

"Don't tell me you want to make him impotent?"

"He won't be impotent, Man." Brayden replied nonchalantly puffed his cigarette without looking at Authurs face that have centred all his attention to him.

"I know but having no offsprings kindly means the same." Authur mumbled in a plead tone.

"I have my plan Boy, you get yourself worked up for nothing. I wouldn't want my friend a widower at that age." Brayden grinned and his white teeth