Chapter 55 Xander, A Wager You Say?

"Who are you to speak to me in that manner? Don't you know who I am? I'm the Crossword family heir!"

Xander was momentarily taken aback before he let out a breath and retorted back while glaring at Sett. He wanted to see Sett's reaction, but because Sett was wearing sunglasses that covered his expression, he couldn't do so.

Sett smirked while thinking of when this self-titled idiot became the family heir. His grandfather, San Francisco, must have gone senile to do that.

"Ha, are you an idiot? You want to pay for your master when you're merely a small bodyguard? How are you going to get that much money?" Xander endearingly poked Sett's chest, which was quite an offensive gesture. He had to bend this bodyguard into his place. "Also, when your master isn't even speaking as a little bodyguard, you ought to shut up! A watchdog is a lot better than you, poor nutjob!"

During this period, as Xander was speaking. He somewhat found this bodyguard oddly familiar, yet he couldn't put his finger