Chapter 60: Franco Fuentanilla

AFTER LOGGING OUT, I got bored getting up and wandering around the room. Until I thought about looking at the balcony, from here, I could see the wrangler jeep parked opposite the mansion.

That was probably his brother Franco’s car. I used to think he was an only child. In the family picture, because they were in Lawrence’s condo, only three were in the photo. I just shrugged that thing and decided to go down because I felt thirsty.

From the second floor, I could see the man Lawrence was talking to. Perhaps he is what they call brother Franco. I finally stepped down, causing me to grab his attention.

His brown eyes were settling on mine, hard-rimmed and fixed. His dark brows were actually as graceful as Lawrence’s. Like him, he has the chiseled body of an athlete, brooding muscles, and bulging features. He got that brown skin, and two blazing eyes were full of intensity.

“You didn’t tell me you had a visitor?” His voice was dee