Chapter 691 We Can't Just Sit and Wait for Death

Abella trailed behind the servant into the living room and spotted a stunning figure by the floor-to-ceiling window.

She was rocking a chic robe, elegant but with a sexy twist, and her short brown curls screamed sophistication.

"Mrs. Harris, Ms. Medici is here."

Bonnie Rojas spun around, her str...

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