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.

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

any women who didn’t

by imagining the possibility of owning the privilege to cut queue to the heavens

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

one of

Balford family have gone to keep Roger company at the hospital today, so there’s no one at

Doesn’t that mean we can do whatever we

his hand halted soon after. “Oh, right. The plan you mentioned last

her eyes at him and answered, “Jacqueline has felt animosity toward me from the moment I stepped through the front door

The last time he was there to meet Hannah privately, he caught a glimpse of Jacqueline’s portrait in her room. Dirty thoughts

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as he studied her

a done deed once she hears my chanting. I’ll try something else if

a cold voice carried down from the second

It belonged to Jacqueline.

pair of long legs brought her down the dozens of steps in

you say there was

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