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.

you go and treat my great-grandpa? I will need to make some arrangements too.” He dragged

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

Thanks for flying back especially for

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

took over an hour before they arrived at La Grande Maison—the residence Nathan had

an open unit opens up in our community district,

Thus, Olivia replied, “Okay.”

her beauty, and kissed the little guy goodbye. “North, I’m going

obediently. “Do

North. I’m going to make lots

later, she raised her head to look at the iconic building that reached toward the skies and sighed in amazement. As expected

reason for her arrival to the receptionist. Hence, the receptionist immediately invited Curtis over.

designer was a little special. For that reason, the president usually conducted the

his breath caught in his throat and he froze in place when he got

met at

Nolan! Do you remember the thief we saw at the airport yesterday?

his eyes. “Are you sure it’s

Curtis nodded. “Absolutely.”

Eugene narrowed his eyes and threw the pen in

“Yes, sir.”

of the president’s office, and he mean-spiritedly spat

Olivia followed Curtis into

large—at least several hundred square meters—with good natural lighting. Even so, the first thing that caught her eye upon entering the room was the man sitting behind

she was taken aback

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