Chapter 1572 Rubbing It Into Danrique

“Blasted things. Why are you coming here to snoop all over the place when I’m so comfortably hidden? What if you were to give my position away?”

After ascertaining that those journalists had left the ridges, Francesco relaxed and leaned back lazily into the backrest. She then closed her eyes to soak in the sun before she yawned.

“This is just a taster. Next time you show up, I’ll set the snakes on you.”

A little green serpent slithered off Zachary and wrapped itself around Francesco’s arm before it tightened itself around her wrist like a pristine jade bangle.

“I’m hungry. Go make me something to eat.”

When Francesco looked askance at the little reptile around her wrist, she was so languid that she did not even want to lift her fingers. “Bah. If only you can really adopt a human form and help me with the cooking.”

grudgingly at Zachary, who was laid out upon the wooden bed. “It’s all your fault, Fugly. You’re such a dead weight that I still need to babysit you every single day! Not even Dummy got to

she hurled a handful of peanuts she had within reach at Zachary. “Hey, did you hear me? Remember

of herbs that shrouded Zachary within a dense blanket of scents. The

two weeks, he had become visibly sloven and sallow, and his appearance was rather slatternly and also somewhat unsightly. His hand

much money. Hehe. Once I’ve got lots of them,

being able to receive half of Zachary’s fortune and use it

ditch her laziness

the fire into which she casually tossed in a few

up a few carrots which were dropped into the pot as well. That was enough exertion for her as she slumped back into the recliner and yawned. “This is so tiring! How I wish there was someone around to serve

by drowsiness and was

intersection point of Northridge and Southridge. “Shall we go have a look?”

as her eyes fixated upon Southridge, feeling a little tensed up inside. “I keep having the feeling that this might be

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