The Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 67

The middle-aged man looked horrified, but he had already received $160,000 from Leila. If he snitched on her, he would be…

“It was… it was Ms. Vanderbilt.”

The bodyguard pushed him down into a kneeling position, pulled out a weapon, and pointed i tat his head.

The middle-aged man was strung up tighter than a bow, his heart pumping hard. If that thing pointed at his head went off, he would be seeing Hades soon. He couldn’t care less about the money anymore.

He shuddered, his mouth half opened, and when he spoke, he couldn’t help but stutter. “That night… It… It… It was—”

Hearing a click from the thing pushing against his head, the man almost wet his pants. “It wasn’t Ms. Vanderbilt, b… b… but I really don’t know who it was!”

didn’t know who that woman was. All he knew was that Mr. Goldmann had entered

the rest of the reply. He had the answer

and moved closer to him. “You told me it was Willow

to you, but I was forced to do it. Mrs. Vanderbilt gave me $160,000 and asked me to say that. I can’t afford to offend you, but I couldn’t do that

“What happened

too much to drink. I took a look at

curious why someone would bring the card out. I later found out that she wanted me to give it to a real estate mogul named Sergio Baldwin. Then… then… I… I forgot and accidentally gave the card to your assistant. I realized I gave it to the wrong person the next day when

serious, but Leila later gave him money to insist that the woman in the room was her daughter Willow, no matter who

now.” The middle-aged man was stunned. He stood up with shaking legs. “Ca… Ca…

him. “Do you want to

shook his head hard