Chapter 130 Trap For Saint Yellowbeard
However, Jacqueline could only note nonchalance on Emrys‘ face, as though nothing interested or bothered him. He didn’t mention the cost of his consultation either.
She couldn’t understand how he could stay so composed despite being younger than her.
“Ms. Balford.”
Jacqueline was lost in thought as she stared blankly at Emrys. The latter suddenly looked over his shoulder to glance at her. “Do you know once you’re intrigued by someone, that’s the start of you falling in love?”
“Huh?”
A blush instantly stained her cheeks.
A while later, Hannah returned to the Balford residence.
Walking alongside her was an old man clad in a robe with a long beard yellowed with age. That facial feature was a characteristic of Saint Yellowbeard.
Despite his old age, he was still hale and hearty. He was a friar, after all. His S**ual competence didn’t lessen with age.
He claimed he could recover his youth with the snap of his fingers but was too lazy to do so. It was. something he said to deceive his female devotees.
Were there any women who didn’t wish for eternal youth?
Their greed was fueled by imagining the possibility of owning the privilege to cut queue to the heavens if they passed away with an eighteen–year–old face.
Saint Yellowbeard had a firm grasp on that exact mentality that women possessed, allowing him to succeed in tricking them of their wealth and bodies.
Hannah was one of his many targets.
The two sat on the couch, and Hannah started, “The rest of the members of the Balford family have gone to keep Roger company at the hospital today, so there’s no one at home.”
“Haha! Doesn’t that mean we can do whatever we want?”
Saint Yellowbeard laughed and reached toward Hannah eagerly. However, his hand halted soon after. “Oh, right. The plan you mentioned last time, how far did you get?”
Hannah rolled her eyes at him and answered, “Jacqueline has felt animosity toward me from the moment I stepped through the front door of the Balford residence. How can it possibly be that easy to trick her?”
It wasn’t Saint Yellowbeard’s first time in the Balford residence. The last time he was there to meet Hannah privately, he caught a glimpse of Jacqueline’s portrait in her room. Dirty thoughts filled his
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