Favourite Uncle

Dex's lips curled up in a playful grin at Phoenix's feistiness. "You can count on my professionalism. I won't dream of messing up your plans "

"Don't get cocky with me smart pants." Phoenix's eyes shot daggers at him. "Playtime has passed and I mean business. I won't tolerate any form of error on your part. So wipe that stupid look off your face."

"My apologies, boss." Dex smiled while holding her riled gaze.

"You better be." Phoenix clicked her tongue. She was about to leave the room when she remembered something.

"By the way, I have a business meeting to attend at the Black Rose."

"The Black Rose!" Dex asked in a slightly perplexed tone.

The Black Rose was an elite strip clubhouse meant for only the very wealthy and influential in the city. Also, it was a den of criminals-minded individuals and underworld kingpins.