The Three Little Guardian Angels

‘All he wants is an apology, isn’t it?’

Maisie harnessed all the positive attitude that she had in her and bowed to him. “I’m sorry, Mr. Goldmann.”

Seeing that she had lowered her posture, Nolan felt a little ironic. “I didn’t expect Miss Vanderbilt to apologize on behalf of her friend. I really can’t tell that you’re someone who would do something to hurt your sister.”

Maisie straightened her body suspiciously. “What does Mr. Goldmann mean by that?”

‘I hurt my sister? Is he talking about Willow?’

Nolan approached her, leaned closer to her face, and said with an unconcerned tone, “I thought you’re someone who would bear the consequences of all her doings, but now it seems that you’re nothing more than that.”

He said while turning around indifferently, “I’ll let today’s incident slide this once.”

Ryleigh’s heart, which had been on the brink of beating its way out of her chest through her throat, finally calmed down upon seeing them leave. But as soon as she thought of the words that Nolan said to Maisie just now, she asked, “Zee, what does Mr. Goldmann mean by that?”

“How would I know?” Maisie smiled. “I guess it’s because he thinks that I’m currently targeting Willow deliberately, so he has to speak up for her as her man, am I right?”

“What? Willow Vanderbilt is Mr. Goldmann’s lover?” Ryleigh was shocked. “Is Mr. Goldmann blind? There are so many women in the world, and he took a fancy to a woman like Willow?”

Maisie turned her head and glanced at her. “You’re still thinking about gossip? I would suggest you start coming up with an explanation for your father when you get home.”

She walked away right after she finished speaking.

Ryleigh pouted and caught up to her footsteps immediately.

The next day…

Maisie took out a list of the raw materials that needed to be purchased and handed it to the purchasing department staff. “Just order the rough diamonds according to my purchasing slip. You’ll be responsible for any mistake that emerges this time around.

The clerk in the purchasing department took a look at the list on the slip and nodded. “Alright.”

The purchasing department staff was sorting out the list of required acquisitions when Maisie was about to leave, and that was when the office phone rang.

the list on the table, got up, walked up

to her desk, and took a picture of the original ore manufacturer’s address and

she sent the

sitting in her office, could not help but lift the corners of her lips when she saw

the purchasing department, then don’t blame me for

picked

I called your cell phone several times, but why has it been turned off?” Leila could not get to her over her cell phone, so she could only call

“My phone was smashed into pieces by that b*tch, so it’s nothing unusual if you couldn’t reach me through it.

father will call that b*tch to come home tonight. You should also bring Mr. Goldmann back for a meal with you tonight. Your father won’t let that b*tch succeed as long as

“Mother, since when did you see Nolan go back for dinner with me, and

he wanted to go

what you need to do to achieve that. Don’t forget, your father has high hopes for you now. How can your

official Mrs. Goldmann. She had

Leila’s words made sense.

been taking me more seriously in recent years because of my relationship with Nolan. Now that Maisie has come back, and in addition to her return, she’s

her office and went through the information of all the company’s previous staff. Her eyes were fixed

as he was originally her mother’s assistant. He had been managing Vaenna Jewelry and had maintained Vaenna’s sales

started declining ever

phone vibrated all of

identity that appeared on the screen—it

but hesitate for

*****

a little new and strange to her when she came back to the Vanderbilts manor once again. After stepping into the villa, the nanny was the first

drinking tea. She put down

at Leila, Maisie could not help but think of the slap that Daisie took on her cheek, and

You’ll have to return it sooner or

he called you to come back here for a meal. What’s with the look? It’s not good to let your father see you in this

coldly. “Why do I have a feeling that this meal is

never contacted my father ever since I returned to my home country. He must’ve gotten

home for dinner today. The main thing that gave me the chill was that he didn’t even start the invitation with

our

more used to hearing you yell me a b*tch. That somehow feels a