More Beautiful Than She Is

After waiting for a while, Elias decided to go look for her himself. He stood up from the chair and headed to the door of the room when the door pushed open and someone walked in.

"Brother Elias? Why is everyone running up and down in your mansion?" Evelyn asked.

"Why are you here?"

"I came to see you. I don't think it's wrong coming to see you once in a while. I do that usually you know," she replied, her voice sweeter and tiny than usual. She gave him a shy smile and used her forefinger to curl her hair.

"If you have nothing reasonable to say, get out of my way. As you can see, I'm busy," he said, trying to walk out, but she quickly clenched his arms.

"Wait, Elias. Your father sent me here."

"Why did he send you here? Speak."

"He gave me that task you so much wanted and he wants you to guide me," she answered.

"What? Don't you dare lie to me, Evelyn."

"Won't you? I also want to be respected in the organization. You're the only one who yields so much power as the don. I also want