Casanova's Last Port
Forward With Backward Kena

Clara was still pampered in Hayden's arm on the phone. His hands are moving everywhere.

Hayden just closed the call.

Clara gave Hayden a glass of wine.

"Is there a problem?" match Clara.

"Hemmm,"

"I heard you had a child? Who is the woman who dares to conceive your baby? I just don't dare" said Clara.

"Don't talk about him" Hayden said with a sharp look.

Hayden didn't want the woman's mother of her children to be nudged by the l4cur in front of her.

In fact, only Helena is the only woman who is still a virgin who managed to be slept by Hayden.

Like most other online novels, Hayden performs due to the influence of stimulants given by someone and Helena in a drunken state instead challenges him.

Indeed, the reality is like that, so othor does not make it up. Othor has no other idea. That's just a bother.

Clara.

The target, tonight he wants to end up in the same bed as Hayden.

Hayden hasn't asked her out for a date in a long time.

Although a cold man, Hayden is a loyal figure to give gifts to a date for a moment.

'I must get Hayden Frederick Sampson' stored strong intentions in Clara's heart.

Hayden.

"Where are you going?" ask Clara.

"It's still afternoon baby" Clara wouldn't want Hayden to leave.

"Gue there was a need," inexplicably Hayden's mind suddenly recalled Helena Rose.

"Searching for that poor woman? The woman who made her two children approach you" Clara exasperated Hayden.

"I can Hayden. I can be the mother of your children" continued Clara.

"Curtain, I'm the one who doesn't want to," Hayden replied.

With the presence of two twins who suddenly made Hayden dizzy.

This plus there are women who sincerely and willingly to be the mother of their children.

My life can be a hassle nantinys. Inner Hayden.

Hayden passes by leaving Clara, though Clara continues to seduce Hayden into staying there.

Sports cars have been hurtling down the streets of the capital.

"Damn Clara," Hayden said as his body reacted superbly.

His body began to feel hot.

"Stupid you Hayden, why did you fall into the same hole for the second time" Hayden said to himself.

Hayden's phone rang as Hayden tried to relieve the heat.

"Hello,"

"Master, Helena's mistress' entourage is headed for C. They left by taxi. Mr. Harrys' men followed, " said Hayden's men.

"Are you stupid or what? Get Helena quickly!" scream Hayden.

"Ba..well, sir," the call was turned off by Hayden.

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"Well, is the car behind us?" say Zayn.

"Hhhmmm is impossible" cried Helena.

"If they don't, why don't they take a taxi? The car is luxurious. It is not possible to lose fast as a taxi," said Zayn.

"Sir driver, faster dong. Let's feel like riding in a car with a prancing horse logo," Zayn provoked.

"Ha.ha... Do you know what that car is?" tukas sir yamg driver is already that old.

"Know it. Cars with red dominance, and the speed is equivalent to thousands of horses" Zayn said diplomatically.

"You want to be a racer?" ask the driver.

"Where got the driver's mother," interrupted Zayden.

"I want to be a child artist" Zayden continued.

"Artist? Sok sakep lo", Zayn's banter.

"Biarin. Cold as a freezer" Zayden replied with a word of emphasis.

"How come you're even debating each other anyway?" helena mediates.

"Zayn goes first" said Zayden.

"Already... Mama's dizzy" complained Helena.

"We incandescent Mah" cried the two.

Helena, who initially wanted to be angry with the two, also lost her emotions because the sweet treatment of her two very smart sons took her heart.

"Bi, is it far away?" ask Helena.

Bi Ijah has reached the realm of nirvana.

"Huh, stop. Maybe the aunt was too tired because of the shortness of breath earlier," muttered Helena.

"Not tired from tightness, but acting tight," Zayn straightened out.

"Where is this, madam?" ask the driver.

"The address is like my aunt said it was," replied Helena.

Zayn and Zayden are in alert mode.

"Mama, if you sleep. We take care of the dech," exclaimed the two like adult men.

Helena was seen yawning several times.

The taxi driver stepped on the brakes in making a very loud creaking sound because the car tires tried to smooth the asphalt. Eh back, car tires that become smooth because of friction huh? He.he...

Helena and Bi Ijah were shocked and immediately woke up.

"Why sir?" tanya Bi Ijah was worried.

"That's in front!" floating shouts.

A black sports car is approaching.

"Who else is Non, auntie got scared?" bi Ijah said with a trembling voice.

"Wow, it's cool, it's a car" Zayn said, making Zayden follow me.

"Well sir, the front car runs like thousands of horsepower" Zayn continued.

"Sir, step back a little so you can walk," said Helena.

"We have to go quickly" Bi Ijah said worriedly.

"Are you on the run?" exclaim the driver.

Helena was in the same situation a few weeks ago.

"Do we look like criminals? It's delicious," said Bi Ijah.

"That's not so ma'am," said the driver.

"Eat him let's go boss," said Helena.

When the taxi was about to walk backwards, there was another luxury sedan coming behind them.

Deg..deg..deg.Helena's heart rate is like a thimble. His pulse frequency was half a time faster than usual. Perhaps when measured using oximetry, the oxygen saturation goes down dramatically because the chest suddenly feels tight and the heart is pumped too fast. As Bi Ijah experienced a few hours ago.

"Non, have we been found out?" ask Bi Ijah.

Helena could only shake.

"You guys, boong just," Zayden chirped.

"Husssttt was silent, don't add to the dizziness, mama" Zayn said.

"Mama is not dizzy Zayn, but tight," said Zayden.

"Husssssttt," Zayn told Zayden to be quiet when some men were sturdy, neat clothes even though not wearing a suit. It could be said that their appearance was neater and classier than the one before approaching the direction of the taxi that could not move.

"They're like the bodyguards of a high-ranking official only, madam?" said the driver.

"Or are you a DPO?"

"Or are you an OTT target?" exclaim the driver.

"DPOS? THE OTT? Is that some kind of food sir?" ask polo Zayden.

"May I ask?" zayden's next.

The driver can only pat the seat.

Tok..tok..the car door is knocked.

"Where is Non? Aunty did not want to take them again," said the middle-aged woman.

Helena clasped Bi Ijah's hand to strengthen each other because she herself was also anxious right now.

The driver lowered the windshield.

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