Charming Mommy of adorable triplets

Chapter 24

Maisie chewed her pen and thought for a long time, but she was stuck in an inspiration drought…

“Zee.”

Seeing Willow appear outside her door, Maisie put her pen down. “There’s no one around. You can drop the mushiness. It’s nauseating.”

If this was any other day, Willow would have retorted with a scathing remark. Today, however, she managed to converse in a calm and collected manner. “I’m not here to start a fight. I’m well aware that you’re far more adept in matters of business.”

Willow placed the documents she was holding on the table. “I’m sure you know the conundrum Vaenna is currently facing. It just so happens that there’s a client who’s willing t o provide us with an advertising platform. Could you come with me and discuss the contract terms tonight?

Maisie picked up the contract folder, skimmed through the pages, then smirked. “Sure, I‘ll go with you.”

“I‘ll see you tonight then.” As Willow turned to leave, her eyes flickered with coldness.

Maisie picked up the folder to have a closer at the contract. Her brows arched slightly. She wanted to see the type of clientele Willow had picked out.

the headquarters of Blackgold Group, Nolan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring out at the downtown view. He turned the black ring on

reason, there wasn’t much information

turned sideways and glanced at him. “Are you

designer in Stoslo, is actually Maisie Vanderbilt. Only a select few who work in Luxella have seen her. After

I was unable to confirm that, even after going through all the hospitals in the

hell. A hacker must have had her private data locked away, or he would have been able to dig

identify the mother of those two kids, but they also hardly found much regarding Maisie Vanderbilt

the only Vanderbilt he had

seem rather concerned about Miss Maisie Vanderbilt…” Quincy could not help but speak

 at him.

shook his head with guilty puppy-dog eyes begging for mercy. “N-No, not at all. In fact, I’m really busy. I-I’m still working on my performance, sir. If you’ll excuse

did not want to end up like his brother, Hans Lawson, who had been sent to the North Pole

a private suite. When Mr. Baldwin saw that Willow had brought a special guest, he stood up. “Look who it is! You’re

discuss our contract. There was heavy traffic on our way over, hope we didn’t

the initiative and sat next to

were glued to Maisie‘s body. It had only been