Chapter 130 Trap For Saint Yellowbeard

However, Jacqueline could only note nonchalance on Emrys‘ face, as though nothing interested or bothered him. He didn’t mention the cost of his consultation either.

She couldn’t understand how he could stay so composed despite being younger than her.

“Ms. Balford.”

Jacqueline was lost in thought as she stared blankly at Emrys. The latter suddenly looked over his shoulder to glance at her. “Do you know once you’re intrigued by someone, that’s the start of you falling in love?”

“Huh?”

A blush instantly stained her cheeks.

A while later, Hannah returned to the Balford residence.

Walking alongside her was an old man clad in a robe with a long beard yellowed with age. That facial feature was a characteristic of Saint Yellowbeard.

Despite his old age, he was still hale and hearty. He was a friar, after all. His S**ual competence didn’t lessen with age.

youth with the snap of his fingers but was too lazy to do so. It

who didn’t wish for eternal

privilege to cut

mentality that women possessed, allowing him to succeed in tricking them of their wealth and

of

the couch, and Hannah started, “The rest of the members of the Balford family have gone to keep Roger company at the hospital today, so there’s no

that mean we can do

his hand halted soon after. “Oh, right.

I stepped through the front door of

in the Balford residence. The last time he was there to meet Hannah privately, he caught a glimpse of Jacqueline’s portrait in her

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as he

done deed once she hears my chanting. I’ll try something else if that doesn’t work,” Saint

a cold voice carried down from the second floor. “Dream on,

It belonged to Jacqueline.

Her pair of long legs brought her down the dozens

say there was no

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