The Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 844

Seeing that Maisie had fallen silent, Louis popped a piece of meat into his mouth and said with a smile, “Do you know there is something known as the best husband material’ going on in the city lately? Do you know who started it?”

Maisie looked at him in confusion. Louis chuckled and continued. “It’s Mr. Goldmann. Some women even demand their partners to love and dote on them like how Mr. Goldmann dotes on his wife.” Maisie put her hand to her forehead and smiled awkwardly, “Seriously?”

“Yes. It’s not an exaggeration to say that Mr. Goldmann is the most desirable man in Bassburgh. All socialites in Bassburgh are hoping that he will get a divorce as soon as possible. As your cousin and your best friend’s fiance, I shall remind you that you should watch out for it.”

Maisie sat upright and replied, “What? Who do they think deserves my husband?”

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There was no way she would allow something like that to happen. If she really broke up with Nolan, wouldn’t that give those women a chance? No! She would never let that happen.

She had not let go of Nolan in the past, so she would definitely not let go of him right now. She grabbed her purse and stormed out of the restaurant. Louis looked at her back and chuckled. He did not know about a certain man, but he definitely was not going to be dominated by a woman.

Ryleigh. He wondered if she had her breakfast or not and what she would

that you’re basically flat-chested, and you still want to go on a diet?]

At Blackgold…

finished his meeting with his client, he came out of the meeting room with Quincy and

as he walked amongst the crowd. His deep blue suit wrapped around his body as fit as a glove. His gaze was deep, and he was both handsome and elegant under the shower

walking past them, they grabbed their phones excitedly and exclaimed,

very much, I love how Mr. Goldmann spoils his wife too!” “After seeing Mr. Goldmann, I just want to get a

were heading toward the administrative department. He took a look at Nolan, who seemed unusually quiet today, and asked, “Mr. Goldmann,

begrudgingly. “It’s not that I didn’t sleep well, I didn’t sleep

Ms. Vanderbilt for not telling you, right?

not say

did not need an explanation. He just wanted her to reflect on her