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Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

Chapter 130
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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.

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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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mind as he studied her beauty.

“You only need to get her here. It’ll be a done deed once she hears my chanting. I’ll try something else

if that doesn’t work,” Saint Yellowbeard said, his frustration evident in his tone.

Before Hannah could reply, a cold voice carried down from the second floor. “Dream on, evil man!”

It belonged to Jacqueline.

With an icy look, she walked down the stairs with long strides. Her pair of long legs brought her down

the dozens of steps in a matter of seconds.

“Hannah, didn’t you say there was no one here?”

Saint Yellowbeard was shocked by the presence of someone, but when he turned around and saw it

was Jacqueline, his eyes lit up. However, before glee could fill him, he noticed Roger and Sebastian

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were present as well.

This is a f*cking trap!

Saint Yellowbeard’s expression turned dark as he shot to his feet, ready to race out of the living room.

Yet, the moment he opened the front door, a large sole came into his view, aiming at his chest.

“Argh!” Saint Yellowbeard yelped, caught off guard by the sudden attack, and was sent flying back into

the living room. His eyes widened with recognition when he got a good look at the person’s face by the

door.

“It’s you!”

There was no way Saint Yellowbeard could forget Emrys.

Back in Mount Celestial in Jadeborough, Emrys was the one who spoiled his plan and exterminated his

malicious Cambion.

He didn’t imagine they would meet again on that day.

Indeed, opponents will always meet in the end!

After snapping out of the brief shock, he calmed down and sneered, “So this is a setup you guys

planned, and all you were waiting for was me to take the bait. An excellent plan of giving me a taste of

my own medicine!”