Walking out from the bar, the car that stops at the opposite never leaves.
Lawrence asks me not to worry therefore I’m not worry anymore and heads back home.
Frances isn’t back home yet but surprisingly, old Mr. Louis is at home.
Of course, I do have high respect on elderly.
I walk towards him and greets, “Good evening, old Mr. Louis.”
Old Mr. Louis nods his head and looks me up and down, “Are you doing okay?”
“Everything’s fine.”
I look at him with doubt, wondering what he is trying to say.
“Please clean up any room for me, I will live here for quite some time.”
He is Frances’s grandfather. He wants to live here, obviously I have no rights to reject.
I quickly clean up and make up a bed for him. When I finish and walk out from the room, Frances just
comes back from outside.
“old Mr. Louis, your bed is ready. Please have a look if there’s anything that you’re not satisfied.”
“Whose bed is ready? Do you want to live here?” Frances asks.
He lifts his eyes and sweep lightly at old Mr. Louis. It seems like he doesn’t want him to live here at all.
I believe that there is something going on between them, so I just sit aside quietly.
“Kid, if I have not asked Betty, I wouldn’t know that you have moved to somewhere else. It’s fine that
you hide yourself away from Whitney, but why don’t you tell me the address?”
Frances starts pouting and sits on the sofa, two legs lazily overlapping each other.
“You think too much, I’m not hiding myself away from Whitney. I’m hiding away from you. Don’t you
know that I hate you more than Whitney?”
Frances’s words sound merciless towards old Mr. Louis. I look directly at old Mr. Louis, I’m worried that
he might pass out after he hears that.
Fortunately, he simply laughs and replies, “No matter how annoying I am, I’m still your grandfather. If
you could, then kick me out from this house right now.”
I have to say that the way he deals with his grandson seems cute in some way.
I look at Frances’s expression secretly, he seems like he raises a smirk.
The next minute, I see him getting up and move towards the side of the sofa and pick up his
grandfather’s suitcase and walk out from the house.
“Asshole! Believe it or not, I will tell your secret to Jane Noyes!”
His words instantly stop Frances’s footsteps.
He turns back looking flustered at old Mr. Louis and says, “You dare!”
“Since I don’t feel guilty anyway, I dare.”
The moment old Mr. Louis says it, it makes me feel curious about Frances’s secret.
I literally stare at old Mr. Louis the whole time, hoping that he would speak out the secret. Who knows,
he doesn’t seem like he is going to say anything.
Curiosity is aroused. It does feel suffering to wanting to know what the secret is.
“Grandpa, which room would you prefer? Second floor facing towards the north seems brighter and
spacious, I think it’s quite suitable for you.”
Frances’s expression is gloomy in the beginning and he slowly smiles faintly the next minute.
Although he seems reluctant, but that instant change of attitude seems very shocking.
I never see Frances behaving like this, I start to wonder what is his secret which makes his attitude
becomes so good all sudden?
If only I know, perhaps I could use it to threaten him next time?
I think, I should really take good care of old Mr. Louis during his stay. I must maintain a good
relationship with him, maybe he will tell me Frances’s secret when he’s in good mood.
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