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Chapter 1611

Chapter 1611 Survival Instincts

“Are you saying that I am talking sh*t?”

This time, Francesca reacted very quickly as she stared at him fiercely.

“Of course not. Every single word you said is of utmost importance.”

Zachary’s survival instincts were very strong. He was only able to move his head right now, so his very survival was dependent on Francesca’s mood.

I won’t dare to offend her.

“Hmph! You are not that stupid after all!”

Francesca rolled her eyes at him and scooped the food out of the pot.

She had prepared another dish for herself as well.

“I thought we are discussing about curing my illness. Why are you eating?”

woman shifts so fast. One minute she is immersed in sorrow, and the very next moment, she

will only have the energy to treat

her hand and squeezed the juice into a glass.

throw a few pieces of meat and bones for the limping aged wolf next to her. As for the eagle and python, she would

her savoring the food with such relish that he started to feel hungry. He asked, “Any food for

right now, so you can only consume a liquid

the glass of

the leftover apple juice and could not help but frown. “I feel that I’m

you will poop. Who is going to clean up for you?” snapped Francesca. “Before you

aback. “I will

starve to death.” Francesca continued

below par. I’m afraid I will have to scale back on your treatment

“Scale back?”

the mention of money, Francesca’s eyes turned ice-cold. She reached out for the cleaver next to her and threw it. The large knife stabbed into a wooden board beside Zachary’s neck, the tip of the knife only a

widened in shock. He did not even dare to

to him. She opened the book up and placed it in front of his eyes with her finger pointing at

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