The Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 662

Unexpectedly. Quincy suddenly called her and asked her if Nolan had gone to the hospital to visit her. Maisie wondered for a split second and replied, “I haven’t seen him today, and I’ve been discharged from the hospital. What’s wrong?” Quincy hesitated for a moment. “Mr. Goldmann looked into what happened three years ago all of a sudden earlier today, and he’s been out since then. He hasn’t returned to the company.”

Maisie stood by the window, frowning slightly. “Nolan investigated what happened three years ago?”

“Yes, regarding the accident, I don’t know whether Mr. Goldmann has recalled something and that’s why he looked into the accident from three years ago. He’s been away from Blackgold for one whole afternoon already. So I thought he’s currently with you.” Maisie remained silent for a long time without uttering a single word.

Maisie called Nolan several times, but no one answered. He did not return even at nightfall,

Quincy also sent men to the places where Nolan usually went to look for him, but they did not see him there. Maisie was sitting in the car, holding her cell phone

tightly in her hand and staring at the pedestrians walking on the street at dusk. She could not help but frown.

his memory, so he wouldn’t be at a

her. Helios had just finished filming with the crew, and he was sitting in a huge lounge as the staff took off his wig for him. His cell phone on

only to acquaintances. Even if the directors of his movies or other work-related

moment the other party’s voice came

Vanderbilt.”

work if it were not about something urgent. I remember that you once told me

placed his phone into the other hand as the staff took off his robe.”

around the bush. “Do you know where a 17-year-old Nolan would go when he wanted

hint of golden amber was left behind by the sunset, dying the sky bright orange, but subsiding gradually at the same time. The neon lights on the streets began to light up, welcoming

the white waves were still stamming against the reef relentlessly. Not far away, the skyscrapers that were decorated with bustling lights were rendered by the night sky. Nolan sat alone on a bench near the lighthouse, and the street lights shone on his figure, making his silhouette look cold and lonely. Maisie approached him slowly and stood beside the bench. Nolan stopped what he was doing for a short moment raised his head to look at her as she slowly took out her watch and took a glance at it. “You’ve been sitting here since this afternoon. Your patience is really off the charts.” Nolan’s short, black hair had been messed up by the sea breeze, and his facial features looked even more well-defined when they were against the light, making it

hoarse, “Zee, have you