The Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 1790 Freyja was curious. “But she‘s your sister. Are you going to let the reporters do this to her?” 

Waylon let go of her with calm eyes and a smile. “Ms. Pruitt, don‘t you think that what you said is a little ironic?” 

Freyja was startled. 

Waylon looked toward the crowd and said, “You think that my and Colton‘s overprotection is too much for her, but now you want me to help her. She won‘t be able to learn how to solve problems this way.” 

Freyja was surprised because she didn‘t expect Waylon to remember what she had previously said, but more importantly, that he had listened. 

She parted her lips. “I meant only on certain aspects, like her own marriage and friends.” 

They shouldn‘t interfere with those. 

Waylon tilted his head and looked at her. “Isn‘t it the same?” 

Freyja was rendered speechless. 

At that moment, Daisie‘s voice came from among the crowd. “If you think I‘m guilty, I will work with the police to investigate and not let the rumors decide my innocence. As for the theft, my conscience is clear.” 

Daisie‘s voice was loud and calm. She took the microphone and 

this, I have to tell you not to spark controversy about the cooperation between the Goldmanns and Yaramoor. We‘ve never said any of that.

because you‘re the god–granddaughter of the king. We look down

the reporter, who was frozen on the spot, and walked out from the crowd. All

arrogant, or did Ms. Livingston start the

shocked as well. “Was that the right thing to

Daisie was openly challenging Zenovia.

but it doesn‘t mean she doesn‘t have a temper.”

the hotel, so she heard everything that Daisie said. She closed her laptop and didn‘t look

she think that the Goldmanns would look innocent just by her words? Getting the royals involved was a

and the secretary opened the door, looking unhappy. “Ma‘am, we

“What is it?”

to Haniston and met with the

stood up and yelled, “Why is he

secretary said, “I‘m not sure. I just found out after getting

didn‘t have a good feeling about it. She immediately picked up her phone to confirm with her uncle. “Uncle, it‘s me.

what he

it. Had Nollace lost his mind? How could he threaten