Mistaking the CEO for a Gigolo

Chapter 1734 Coming Along

“What’s the matter, Joy?”

“Mommy, I had a dream last night. A strange creature was trying to drink my blood!”

Juan chuckled upon hearing that. “You must’ve watched too many strange cartoons, Joy. No one’s going to drink your blood.”

“Yes. It’s just a dream, not reality,” Maya comforted.

Joy blinked her eyes and answered in a serious tone, “But it seemed so real. I was holding a strange key, and when I opened a door, there was a strange creature above it trying to drink my blood.”

“It’s a dream, Joy. Everything in it isn’t real. I also dream a lot. I even once dreamed that I was stung by bees in a flower garden. Look, nothing has happened to me.”

Joy opened her mouth to say something but quickly closed it again, looking extremely troubled. Everyone found it hard to believe that a little girl would put on such an expression.

“That’s enough. Get back to your food.”

lowered her head as though she had something on her mind, she still ate the meat that Nicole offered to her with much

returned to their bedroom to discuss Juan’s matter after

obsessed with treasures, Evan. There must be a reason for this. We should keep an

other four will also have to monitor Juan’s

uneasy feeling. Who knows what we’ll

don’t need to follow us, Nicole. I can go with

I want to. I told you before that I have a history

appeared on Evan’s face when he heard the

going, I can only respect her wishes. He had thought it through. If the mountain was truly dangerous, he would do anything to protect Nicole. In the worst possible circumstance, he would get Damien and Darius to send

Rest well. I’m sure we’ll succeed in bringing back the antidote

Nicole nodded.

eyes while staring out of the window. The image of the mysterious person appeared in his mind again as he recalled

person would not lie to him and had no reason to do so. I will find the treasure, open it, and fulfill my destiny. I believe that God appointed me for a reason. There must

his surprise, he found the maids packing

Mommy, what’s going