Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

Chapter 1612

qFrancesca walked off, and Zachary was left all alone on the wooden bed. At the thought of the perilous situation back home, he was worried sick. He could not wait to get back home right away.

Unfortunately, he was not able to move. Even the simple act of drinking his juice was an issue.

Francesca had placed the juice in a glass instead of a wooden bowl like the one that the wolf was eating out of.

Zachary tried to lift his neck to drink the juice, but his neck was so stiff that he could not do it.

The only thing he could do at that moment was to engage the help of the old wolf sitting beside him.

The elderly wolf eyed him coldly. It was as if it was saying, “Go on. Beg me!”

Zachary frowned and gritted his teeth. “I am a powerful man, after all. In order to live, I don't mind bowing to Francesco. Now, you want me to beg a wolf as well? I would rather starve to death.”

With that, he resolutely turned his head away.

The old wolf strolled over slowly before sticking its tongue into the glass. It started to lick the juice and even seemed to enjoy it.

“You!” Zachary was so furious. “You are as bad as your master!”

The animal seemed to understand his words. It looked up and bared its teeth at Zachary. It looked as if it wanted to devour the human.

“Oh gosh...” Zachary immediately changed his tone. “No, no. I mean, you are just as adorable as your master. Adorable!”

It was only then that the murderous look in the wolf's eyes disappeared gradually. With a turn of its head, it stalked away slowly.

looked at what little remained of the juice with contempt and wished that such miserable days

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