Chapter 1572 Rubbing It Into Danrique
- “Blasted things. Why are you coming here to snoop all over the place when I'm so comfortably hidden? What if you were to give my position away?”
- After ascertaining that those journalists had left the ridges, Francesco relaxed and leaned back lazily into the backrest. She then closed her eyes to soak in the sun before she yawned.
- “This is just a taster. Next time you show up, I'll set the snakes on you.”