Chapter 844

While Ambrose was engrossed in his thoughts, he was kicked from behind. Caught off guard, he stumbled toward Reggie. He saw the flash of killing intent in Reggie's eyes, and he could even picture himself being dismembered. With his body's flexibility, he forcefully turned sideways in midair to dodge Reggi and fell hard on his buttocks. "Ouch!" Rubbing his sore buttocks, he saw Helen's face and started whining, "My lady, you can just tell me if you want to kick me, and I'll shift my buttocks over. You almost scared me to death with this sneak attack." Helen glanced past him coldly. "Get up and be my translator." "Translate?" Ambrose got up feebly and patted his buttocks, mumbling listlessly, "I know no other languages besides my mother tongue. What can I translate?" "That's enough." Helen no longer wanted to speak as she had just talked too much to Priscilla. "I just need your loose tongue." Ambrose immediately comprehended Helen and went up fawningly. "Don't worry, my lady. I pro