The Three Little Guardian Angels

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Chapter 792

Peter replied reverently, “Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Boucher.” After that, he turned to the two injured strong men and ordered, “Take this b*tch to the boss of the Glitz Club. Ask him to teach her a good lesson.”

“I’m sorry, Mr. Zhivkov. Please, I won’t do it again! Please!” The two men grabbed Katrina up from the floor and pulled her out of the room.

After that, Peter brought his men and left the private room.

Nolan and Quincy soon appeared outside of the room. His face darkened when he saw the mess in the private room and the frightened Maisie, who was standing in front.

He marched toward Maisie in strides and grabbed her into his arms. Securing her tightly in his embrace, he turned his head to look at Yael and said, “Thanks for your help, Uncle Boucher.”

Yael dismissed him by waving his hand and said, Don’t mention it. I hope you won’t forget the things you promised me.”

Maisie in his arms. The night wind was strong. He took off his jacket and draped it on

wrapped his arms even tighter around Maisie, lowered his head to kiss the top of her head, and said, “I’m sorry.

things would turn out this way

her shaggy hair. The wind blew across her hair, causing it to coil around

you go to see

“Yeah,” Nolan replied plainly.

and pressed on. “Did you promise Mr.

identity yet. Besides, Yael was someone from the higher-ups, and Peter happened to have a relationship with one of them. Therefore, Yael was the perfect person to step forward and settle the situation. After this incident, she was confident that Peter wouldn’t dare to

Maisie wondered what

her. He stroked his cheek with his warm hand and said, “Luckily, I didn’t let you come alone.’ Luckily, he had decided to come

low and did not say

at a distance not far away from them. After they got into the car, he looked at the back through the rear mirror and said, “Mr. Goldmann, those injured bodyguards

expressionless. He just secured Maisie in his arms. The car was dimly lit, and his face

he would not care who was behind