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.”

placing the backpack down beside her, Francesca opened the gunny sack and filled it with the money

She had

the sacks beside her bed. Subsequently, she let herself drop

her children away reinvigorated her. When she further recalled how he had treated her, the rage she felt gushed into her head. She

when Danrique sneezed a few times inside the car, he furrowed his brows. “That d*mn woman must be cursing me

suppose Ms. Felch will be getting in touch soon?” Sean probed. “Now

woman still.” Danrique gritted his teeth the moment he thought of her. “After

head and didn’t dare say a

with his brows raised, “If Zachary dares to get

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

Danrique shot him

car arrived at the beachfront villa, it was already

of the car, he heard the children’s cries. “I want Mommy,

Charlotte,

want Ms. Morgan, I

send them here to torment me? I’m surprised they are clamoring for their mommy, aunt, and Morgan but not