Chapter 165

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It was Gunther and Dennis having a handshake,

“What the…?” He turned the picture again and again to see if his eyes were deceiving him or playing tricks on him.

What was Elvis' most trusted man doing with his worst enemy? He just couldn't wrap his head around the fact that he could do this?

The door opened shortly, Gunther walked in with his eyes searching for something he might have probably dropped off by mistake, the Butler knowing he was to after the picture, immediately slid the picture into his pockets, then tried to act all natural.

“What's with you? You just left and now you just barge in at will.” He frowned, trying to sound convincing.

“Not in for your games, Have you seen a small picture ?” He asked, the butler's face went pale,

“Huh? Picture? If I had, wouldn't I have given it to you?’ He asked but Gunther couldn't give a straight answer. Well since he couldn't give him a straight answer then he wouldn't avoid the question.

“Well, did you or did you not?” He asked again