Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

The group of snakes raised their heads and nodded at her. After that, they surrounded the money and stood guard by it.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Francesca swiftly slipped out of the window.

Meanwhile, Bruce was hiding in a tree nearby, watching her with his binoculars. “Why doesn’t she use the stairs?”

When he noticed a cold stare coming in his direction, he lowered his binoculars and quickly left.

Instead of driving out, Francesca walked into the nearby forest to look for her dilapidated old van. When she found it, she drove it back into Southridge’s compound.

Subsequently, she brought out a lot of strange items from the van and stuffed them into a backpack. After that, she carried the backpack and brought a large gunny sack back into the villa.

“Hehe, with this backpack, I’m no longer afraid of anything.”

her, Francesca opened the gunny sack and filled it with

effort, she was finally done. She had filled two

a break to catch her breath before putting the sacks beside her bed. Subsequently, she

thought of Danrique taking her children away reinvigorated her. When she further recalled how he had treated her, the rage she felt

times inside the car, he furrowed his brows. “That d*mn

Sean probed. “Now that we have the children, she must be worried

a crafty woman still.” Danrique gritted his teeth the moment he thought of her.

lowered his head and

sneered with his brows raised, “If Zachary dares to get on my

he’s your brother-in-law. I think it’s better

shot him a glare to shut him

their car arrived at the beachfront

out of the car, he heard the

Charlotte, I

Ms. Morgan, I

rascals, did their mommy send them here to torment me? I’m surprised they are clamoring for their mommy, aunt, and Morgan