Help You Out

After so many years, if there was anyone who would always respond in a time of need, it was Henry. Zoey gripped her phone tightly and pretended to sob. She put on an extremely pitiful act. "Mr. Davis, you have to help me." "What's wrong? Did someone bully you?" On the other end of the phone, Henry immediately put down what he was doing. Feeling anxious and distressed, he continued, "Don't cry. If something happened, just tell me. I will definitely help you out." Zoey pretended to sob a few more times before she spoke again. "Mr. Davis, I want you to help me look for a woman. She has to be beautiful, as well as someone who can be manipulated. You already know this, Mr. Davis, but even though I was adopted by the Jules family, they still don't treat me as a part of the family even after so many years," she lamented. "Now, I can't even choose who I want to marry. Because of that, I'm thinking that if I can get my adoptive father to marry someone, I can have her speak up for me. Maybe that