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

thought of Danrique taking her children away reinvigorated her. When she further recalled how he had treated her, the rage she felt gushed into her head. She seethed, “Danrique, you assh*le.

inside the car, he furrowed his brows. “That d*mn woman must be cursing me behind my

probed. “Now that we have the

thought of her. “After setting me up to that extent, is there anything she isn’t

lowered his head and didn’t dare say

with his brows raised, “If Zachary dares to get on

think it’s

him a glare to shut

arrived at the beachfront villa,

the car, he heard

want Aunt Charlotte, I want

Morgan, I

to torment me? I’m surprised they are clamoring for their

daddy