HOW DEEP IS YOUR LOVE

r of the Dandelion Hotel. "G! Slide! Slide!" He ignored Jag's signal to run away. Not when her parents were still up in Mitchell's suite. Not when the gunshots had come from there. He caught his b

efore remembering his purpose on that floor. He ran to Mitchell's suite again. He even managed to stop at the ajar door to listen to the situation inside. It was quiet there, but even if it wasn't, he would still con

w of his tears.He just realized that he was in the car and that Jag was speeding away. "Damn it!" it exclaimed. He wiped his tears. He swallowed several times before he was able to speak. "W-how did Mitchell meet m

eader, had conned everyone Mitchell, their anonymous client , and their crew. They were silent for a while while sewing "T'll call you," he woke Jag, opening the car door "Where are you going? He didn't answer and slowly got out of the car. He had been waiting for a long time for the chance to bring Frank down. He was just waiting for the right opportunity where he a

dia," replied one. "Asus, sir. It's still noon, right? Why don't you give your grandson some time to himself, will you? " his grandmother continued. They left laughing. Most of them even glanced at his behavior and smiled. He could barely make out a smile back - a small smile without encouragement. Unfortunately, none of those who climbed the her of the wild - the o

uit of his late mother Arabella's split. They were stunned as if they had seen a ghost. From her smooth and brunette complexion to her mother's dark a