"Have you lost your mind, Frank? Bringing out that kind of wine won't just attract the Poison Frog,"
Marvin sneered at Frank. "Once that wine goes up for auction, wine enthusiasts from all over the world will bid on it.
With so many participants, it'll take us days just to sort through the list, and then we'd have to investigate each one. How long do you think that'll take?"
"Shut up, Marvin," Frank snapped irritably. "Do you think I don't know that?
I guarantee that if the Poison Frog participates in the auction, the person I called will definitely find him. By the time we get to Paris, he might already be caught."
"That impressive?" Marvin's eyes narrowed, and he put his arm around Frank's shoulder, pretending to be curious. "How exactly do you know William Devonshire?
And with just one call, the Duke agreed to pull out a wine that would drive all wine enthusiasts crazy to help you?"
"Well, uh…"
This time, it was Frank's turn to hesitate. He couldn't exactly tell Marvin that he'd not only made a fortune thanks to William but had also colluded with him to undermine U.S. interests multiple times.
"Sorry, I'll tell you when I go to hell. For now, let's just leave it at that."
Frank shrugged. "Like you said, otherwise, we wouldn't even be friends."
"No, we can still be friends," Marvin blinked.
With just that one sentence, Frank understood. He grabbed Marvin and pulled him aside, whispering urgently,
"When you said you were going to be a butler for a nobleman, you meant William?"
Marvin grinned and nodded.
"FK, when did you meet William?"
"I don't know Duke Devonshire, but I know his mother," Marvin said proudly. "It was Lady Lena who asked me to be the butler for the Devonshire family."
"Ring, ring, ring."
Just as Frank was about to ask more, the five or six phones hanging around Marvin's neck suddenly started ringing one after another.
Looking at the cluster of phones Marvin had modified himself, now ringing with different tones simultaneously,
Frank complained, annoyed by the noise, "Damn it, do you really need to be this careful?"
"Of course, otherwise I'd be dead already,"
Marvin answered the phone, glanced at the number, and handed it to Frank. "It's a London number. Probably for you."
Is that even a reason? If someone's looking for me, they'd call my phone.
Rolling his eyes at Marvin's paranoia, Frank took the phone. "Hello, who's this?"
"Hey, Frank, it's me, Victoria Winston."
"Hey, Victoria, long time no see," Frank quickly covered the phone and gestured to Marvin.
Marvin leaned in, listening to the phone's speaker.
"Sorry, Frank, I'll get straight to the point. Did you and Marvin capture an MI6 colonel?"
"Well," Frank said awkwardly, "it seems like that's what happened."
"I knew it," Victoria laughed. "You're in trouble. Ten minutes ago, MI6's Director Fix approached me with orders to kill you and Marvin."
"You agreed?" Marvin quickly asked.
"Of course. You know, not only is the price high, but even if I refused, they'd send someone else after you."
"Damn it," Marvin cursed under his breath, waving at Frank to signal not to trust Victoria.
But when he heard what Victoria said next, Marvin was stunned.
"And it's not just England sending me after you. The U.S. has also sent someone."
"Who?" Frank asked.
"Ever heard of the White Ghost?"
"What?" Marvin froze for a moment, then immediately cursed. "Those bastards at the CIA forced me to take hallucinogens for twenty years, and now they're sending like the White Ghost after me? FK, FK, I'm just a 62-year-old man!
Do they really need to send someone like the White Ghost?
Damn it, that guy loves torturing people he hates. No, before he catches me, I need to figure out how to take him down with me."
Having dealt with the White Ghost before and even making him suffer a major loss, Frank looked at Marvin, who was on the verge of a breakdown, with pity.
"Sorry, Victoria, Marvin's probably having another episode."
"No, if you knew who the White Ghost has been working for this past year, you'd be just as panicked as Marvin," Victoria said seriously.
"Who?" Frank asked in surprise. "The White Ghost, that lone wolf, actually works for someone now?"
"Well," Victoria hesitated, and Frank quickly played the friendship card. "God, Victoria, you don't really want me, Marvin, and Sarah to die, do you?
We've known each other for decades, and don't forget, I was the one who pulled strings to get that girl into the prison for your son, Ben Gates.
That girl's probably pregnant by now, which means our plan will be in motion within a year or two."
"Alright."
Hearing this, Victoria couldn't help but recall the plan she and William had discussed a year ago in the Upper East Side mansion in New York to reduce Ben Gates' sentence.
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And once the plan was set in motion, Frank had indeed been a huge help.
Otherwise, getting a girl into the kind of maximum-security prison where Ben Gates was held would've been possible without Frank's help,
but it definitely wouldn't have been done so flawlessly.
"It's William. The White Ghost has been secretly working for William Devonshire this past year."
"Are you sure?" Frank asked excitedly. "You're sure it's William?"
Victoria hesitated for a few seconds, surprised. "What? It sounds like you know William? And you're on good terms?"
"Haha, of course. It's more than just good terms. But," Frank hesitated for a moment, "are you sure the White Ghost will obey William's orders without question?"
"It should be fine. The last time I saw Lady Lena Devonshire, I noticed the White Ghost was secretly protecting her,"
Victoria thought for a moment, then confirmed. "From what I know, if William didn't have complete control over the White Ghost,
that cunning fox wouldn't let someone he didn't trust protect his mother."
"Thank God, that's good, that's good," Marvin, who had leaned back in to listen to the call, breathed a huge sigh of relief,
even excitedly saying, "William truly lives up to being Henry's grandson and successor. Haha, even someone like the White Ghost has been subdued and completely obeys him."
"Wait," Frank gave Marvin a strange look, said a few more words to Victoria, and then hung up.
He grabbed Marvin by the collar and demanded, "When the hell did you meet Henry Devonshire?"
"Well, uh…"
Seeing the stern look in Frank's eyes, Marvin immediately backed down, raising his hands. "I apologize, I apologize, Frank.
My real name is John Marco, I'm Scottish, and before joining the CIA, I was with MI6.
My boss was Henry Devonshire. But, aside from betraying you that one time 31 years ago, I've never done anything to hurt you.
And remember, 31 years ago, when we were escorting Edward Bailey out of the Soviet Union, in Ukraine,
you didn't want to go to dinner, but I dragged you out. Otherwise, you would've been blown up along with Edward Bailey."
"So I should thank you, huh, you bastard?"
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