Her Mysterious Mogul Hubby novel Chapter 1572

“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.”

A little green serpent slithered off Zachary and wrapped itself around Francesco's arm before it tightened itself around her wrist like a pristine jade bangle.

“I'm hungry. Go make me something to eat.”

When Francesco looked askance at the little reptile around her wrist, she was so languid that she did not even want to lift her fingers. “Bah. If only you can really adopt a human form and help me with the cooking.”

She paused and glared grudgingly at Zachary, who was laid out upon the wooden bed. “It's all your fault, Fugly. You're such a dead weight that I still need to babysit you every single day!

Not even Dummy got to enjoy this level of service from me before, so you owe me. I'd say, it wouldn't be too much to ask for even if I were to demand half of your estate for saving your sorry behind!”

Following that, she hurled a handful of peanuts she had within reach at Zachary. “Hey, did you hear me? Remember to show some proper gratitude in the future, yeah?”

Under the wooden bed was a smoking bundle of herbs that shrouded Zachary within a dense blanket of scents. The needles that were embedded all over his head gave off a subtle glisten that flickered through the mist.

After the ordeal he underwent in the past two weeks, he had become visibly sloven and sallow, and his appearance was rather slatternly and also somewhat unsightly. His hand then twitched in a subtle way, as though responsive to Francesco's words...

“Looks like the message got through,” Francesco chuckled with glee. “One can never have too much money. Hehe. Once I've got lots of them, I'm going to go bury that jerk Danrique with it!”

Francesco was over the moon at the prospect of being able to receive half of Zachary's fortune and use it to embarrass Danrique.