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In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 172

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?”

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