My Fabulous Girl Boss

Chapter 1767 Snowy

Upon closer inspection, Francesca realized that the bird was an adult female bald eagle.

The creature had fractured its wings, and there was blood all over its body from having its neck bitten. Even so, its eyes remained sharp and fierce.

Right underneath it was a clutch of eggs.

The bird was protecting its children with its life.

Seeing that, Francesca immediately moved the bald eagle and its eggs to a safe place before searching the forest for herbs. After smashing up the ingredients, she then applied them to the bird’s wounds.

To prevent other animals from attacking the mother and its children, Francesca decided to stay in the forest to watch over them and head down the mountain only after the eagle had recovered.

Three days flew by just like that.

Francesca spent all her time with the eagle—sleeping on top of trees, eating wild fruits, and drinking dewdrops from plants.

Her white robe had since turned black from all the dirt, making her resemble a beggar.

The eagle was now feeling much better. While its wings still hadn’t healed completely, it could now protect its children.

“I have to go after this,” said Francesca as she tore a piece of her robe to wrap the eagle’s injury with. “You look so majestic, and you have such beautiful feathers. Could you actually be a queen bird?”

it could understand her, the eagle nodded and let out a

Francesca grew excited. “What’s your name? Wait. I suppose you don’t have one. Let me give you one,

for a moment while stroking the eagle’s head, she made up her mind. “You

to the eggs. “I’ll name your children when they hatch too. I hope we’ll

leaned against her, brushing its head against her

should hurry up and take

a hug before

silver Maybach

only arrive at the bottom of the mountain by midnight.

way over to the car and hid inside the

Mr. Lindberg suddenly asking to

of a curious bodyguard could

his waist. The Pagani is too low to the ground. He feels uncomfortable sitting

instantly recognized

injured. If he doesn’t do something about the poison, it won’t just spread; the entire wound’s going to

such a know-it-all and choosing not to believe me.

“I see.”

the miracle doctor, so Mr. Lindberg’s planning to meet him at the hotel. Anyway, just hurry up and

“Yes, sir.”

“Be careful, Mr. Lindberg.”

car sink slightly. It seemed that Danrique had gotten