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.

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

there any women who

fueled by imagining the possibility of owning the privilege to cut queue to the heavens if they passed away

that exact mentality that women possessed, allowing

was one of his

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

Doesn’t that mean we can do whatever we

toward Hannah eagerly. However, his hand halted soon after.

felt animosity toward me from the moment I stepped through the front door of the

last time he was there to meet Hannah privately, he caught a glimpse of Jacqueline’s

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he studied her

a done deed once she hears my chanting. I’ll try something else if that doesn’t work,” Saint Yellowbeard said, his frustration evident

down

It belonged to Jacqueline.

with long strides. Her pair of long legs brought her

you say there

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