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.”

was strong. He took off his jacket and draped it on Maisie’s shoulder. Then, he ordered Quincy to get the

to kiss the top of her head, and said, “I’m

“I’m fine. They didn’t manage to hurt me. Honestly, we didn’t expect things would turn

his chin on her shaggy hair. The wind blew across her hair, causing

to see Mr. Boucher just

“Yeah,” Nolan replied plainly.

her head to look at him and pressed on. “Did you promise

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

was just that Maisie wondered

look at 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 with her. Otherwise, he wouldn’t

head low and

the car 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 have been rushed to the hospital. They were ambushed. Honestly, I had no idea that Peter would have the guts to send his people to do something like. Fortunately, Mr. Boucher

just secured Maisie in his arms. The car was dimly lit, and his face that sunk in the shadow

Boucher had been at Glitz, he would not care who was behind Peter anymore