Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

After quite some effort, they finally arrived at their destination. It was the villa that Charlotte and Mrs. Berry once resided in.

It had been completely uninhabited and on the market for two years, but nobody dared to rent the place because of a mishap. The neighbors also all moved away.

The entire district was dreadfully silent.

Sharon carefully selected this place not only because it stored traumatic memories for Charlotte, but also because of its desolate nature.

She figured that it would be the last place on Earth that Charlotte would look for them.

With Ellie in her arms, Olivia walked into the villa. It stunned her to see the Osmanthus tree in the courtyard, along with the row of dying succulents, as well as the clothes rack. They reminded her of an indescribable sense of familiarity.

and scattered products in the living room, together with the

Mrs. Berry

gently patted Ellie’s back, only to realize she was out cold. Her clothes were dripping with sweat while her forehead

fever.” Olivia rapidly sprinted to

When she fell prey to your sister’s toxins, she kept running a high fever and puked nonstop.

for a moment, as though she

crawled over to hold onto Sharon’s leg and entreated

snapped as she kicked her away. “Piss off. Don’t

she’ll suffer irreversible damage to her health. I’m pleading you,” Olivia cried out as she

afraid that I’ll eliminate you after she dies? Is that why you’re

uttered in between sobs. “If it helps, I’m willing to sacrifice my own life for her. All I ask for is

just doing this for self-preservation. I mean, that’s

reached out to feel Ellie’s forehead. She was indeed burning

instructed an unwilling bodyguard to head out for medicine. He grumbled and complained, clearly

him with more money did he finally

room to rest. We’ll just wait for the fever