Chapter 3 Poor Moral Character

Nathan hurriedly said, “I didn’t do anything! It was an accident! Enough, enough; it’s not something I can tell a brat like you.”

As they were talking, Olivia returned.

Then, North smilingly said, “Mommy, you have to be on time when you attend the interview at the Nolan Group tomorrow, okay?”

She glanced at him coolly. “I will, you little brat!”

Pouting, North thought, Do you think it was easy for me to get you to go to the Nolan Group, Mommy?

While on the road, Olivia stared out at the tall buildings outside the car window, feeling rather emotional.

“Olivia, it’s been seven years since you last returned, right?” Nathan asked.

“Yeah, it’s been seven years.”

If it wasn’t for the circumstances back then that had forced my hand, who would be willing to leave one’s country for seven years?

At that moment, a familiar building flashed past her eyes suddenly—it was the Maxwell Company.

Then, the events of the past flitted through her mind, one by one.

will need to make some arrangements too.” He dragged

replied, “Tomorrow is Friday, and I have to attend an interview. You

Thanks, Olivia! Thanks for flying

It’s not like I came back specifically for your great-grandpa. I just thought that it’s time for

car. The journey took over an hour before they arrived at La Grande Maison—the residence Nathan had prepared

Once an

Thus, Olivia replied, “Okay.”

to enhance her beauty, and kissed the little guy goodbye. “North, I’m going for the interview now. Behave yourself at home, okay? Also, I contacted your godmother. She’ll be here soon to keep

“Do your

Just you wait, North. I’m going

her head to look at the iconic building that reached toward the skies and sighed in amazement. As expected of

the receptionist immediately invited Curtis over.

fashion designer was a little special. For

his head, his breath caught in his throat and he froze in place when he got a proper look at Olivia’s

met at the airport yesterday? Why

president’s office. “President Nolan! Do you remember the thief we saw at the airport yesterday? She turned out to be a designer that has applied

slowly lifted his eyes.

Curtis nodded. “Absolutely.”

the pen in his hand onto the table. “Bring

“Yes, sir.”

on the door of the president’s office, and he mean-spiritedly spat out a single word,

Curtis into the president’s

meters—with good natural lighting. Even so, the first thing that caught her eye upon entering the room was the man sitting behind the office desk like a king. At that moment, the man was gazing at her

was taken aback for

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