“William can you, no you have to help us, it's not an option,” Nora said, looking at William with a pleading expression.
“What's the problem? Little princess you know I'll help you no matter what it is. Your problem is my problem. Now I don't know why you made me explain that when you already know.”
“Hehe, it's fun,” Nora said, covering her mouth with her hand before removing it and smirking. “Anyways, this is what we need your help for,” Nora said, explaining everything to William who didn't look surprised.
“I'm guessing this is your idea wifey?”
“How did you know?”
“I have my ways,” William said with a smirk.
“What are you guys talking about?” Beatrice asked, walking in with shopping bags and wearing an all-black cloth, a black long skirt that had a cut up to her lap, a black lo
