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.”

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

Having exerted a lot of effort, she was finally done. She had filled two gunny sacks that weighed a hundred pounds in total.

before putting the sacks beside her bed. Subsequently, she let herself

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

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

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

moment he thought of her. “After setting

head and didn’t dare

children.” Danrique sneered with his brows raised,

I think it’s better to thrash it

Danrique shot him a glare to shut

at the beachfront villa, it was already

when Danrique got out of the car, he heard the children’s cries.

Charlotte, I want Aunt

want Ms. Morgan,

torment me? I’m surprised they are clamoring

stop crying. Your daddy is about to come