Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

qCharlotte's eyes brightened, and she immediately asked, “How can we find your mommy? What do you have in mind?”

“Well...” Gamma pointed at the eagle and said, “We'll need Fifi's help.”

“Fifi?” Charlotte froze for a bit before she continued, “You mean your mommy can communicate with animals, so that's why you need Fifi's help to look for her?”

Gamma nodded, and her serious face reddened. “We can get Fifi to look for Mommy so that Fifi can tell Mommy Alpha is injured. I want Mommy to know that Beta and I are living in fear too. She'll find us if she knows our situation.”

“But how will Fifi know where your mommy is?” Charlotte had her doubts, as she was afraid that what Gamma proposed was merely based on her imagination.

“Mommy is just around us. I could feel it...” Gamma said with confidence as she looked out of the window.

She continued, “Today, I saw a few eagles flying in the sky and heard the sound of a leopard. Mommy must be hiding somewhere in the mountains nearby. We can tie a blood-stained cloth around Fifi's claw for Mommy to see. Mommy will then know Alpha got hurt...”

Gamma paused for a moment and fidgeted her fingers. “I'm afraid the doctors here couldn't heal Alpha since she's severely wounded. Mommy said there were many quacks out there. This was why we would only take medicines Mommy prepared for us...”

girl could not

Gamma said, Charlotte realized Danrique and Francesco had given birth to

she was an excellent logical thinker who could come

was concerned that she might alert Francesco had she made a trip to Southridge. She was pleased that Gamma had come up with a much better solution. We'll get her to come and find us

you hear what I said, Aunt Charlotte?” Gamma gave her a serious

repeatedly, but she also expressed her concern. “But I think Fifi has injuries on its wings,

Fifi can't fly,

for you, Ms.

turned around and responded, “I'll

Gamma and said, “You

say anything. “You must be busy with your work, Aunt Charlotte. I'll go and

Charlotte stroked the back of her head gently

and not reveal it to outsiders. But Aunt Charlotte is not an

was sitting at the dining table downstairs,