“I succeeded in my mission. Operation AMC is a success!” Everyone stared at him, our expressions ranging from blank to unamused. He frowned, then tried again. “The board members voted, and thanks to my dad’s persuasion, they agreed to let us have a trial run at Alstone Members Club.” “Fuck, yes!” Caiden punched the air. “Nice one, mate.” “Why didn’t you just say that to begin with?” I asked him. “I did.” He gave me a confused look, and I shook my head. “Never mind. Well done, Cass.”
