chapter 137

Two days back.Elvis propped his arm back and quietly stared at Frank. His black orbs that looked exactly like Eric were devoid of any emotions."I see," he whispered.Frank was desperate. The urgency in his voice was unmistakable. "Master Elvis. Please help me. Without your influence, it would be impossible to hide this. If the Old Madam knows this, Boss and Lucy Hale would be in great trouble."Silence."Okay."Frank looked at him, stunned. He brightly smiled and bowed as gratitude filled his heart. "Th-thank you, Master Willson !""But."He stiffened. "Yes?""My help depends on Lucy Hale."Frank raised his head and blinked his eyes in confusion. "Lucy Hale? I don't understand."Elvis calmly said, "I will meet her. If I find her acceptable, then I will help you. You won't tell her about my identity or my intention to meet her.""..."He coughed and nodded. "Yes, Master!"Lucy Hale! You better not screw this up or I will kill you before the Willson family does!Present.Thankfully, Lucy didn't screw up. Elvis was extremely satisfied, so he agreed to help. Only if Frank knew that his criteria for judging her were that Lucy handed him the cookie packet and talked about Mary Willson, he would faint on the spot.Frank sighed.It's as if the problems were unending. He just somehow managed to hide this when now suddenly, Eric's engagement came into the picture."What should I do now?"-----------------------------------------------------------