Chapter 142: Full-time Nanny
Although Snow was just a 10-year-old brat, she had never been afraid in dealing with these sly old foxes.
Her age was her protective umbrella, her cute appearance was her best disguise. Previously at Sheryl City, that dirty old man, Peterson, was tricked by her immature appearance. A bishop had his dick chopped off by a little girl, and was burnt into ashes.
That’s why even if she was assigned to Sheryl City with an unfamiliar Bishop, Snow was never worried she’ll get bullied.
If Anderson really planned to have a show of strength, she had sufficient methods to deal with it, but against the damn fatty, who was a wolf in sheep’s clothing, Snow couldn’t see through him.
After Snow was transferred, Anderson never bullied her, never made things difficult, and never looked down on her because she was a little kid. On the contrary, he enthusiastically worked with her to take care of things.
Although he was cooperative in terms of daily affairs, he had no intention of changing his terrible ways, he still pigged out just like before, exercising no restraint.
What he said was that he was almost 50, and he devoted the first half of his life to the Goddess, killing demons daily and never had a good day. Now that he was an Archbishop, he wasn’t corrupt or lecherous, he just liked eating. Just that, so even the Goddess should be understanding.
Speaking of that, Snow couldn’t force him to do anything, especially since Anderson didn’t lie, and he didn’t have any other problems other than his gluttony, he was a model archbishop.
But for no reason, Snow hated this damn fatty.