The Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 900

“Ms. Hannigan, I’m doing things for you for the sake of Mr. Grant. However, Mr. Grant is in prison now, and I’ve helped you solve your trouble by killing someone.” The man then scoffed. “Now the police are looking for me everywhere, and I have to leave Bassburgh, but I’ II need some money to do so.”

Maizie replied sullenly, “Haven’t I already given you $500,000?” “Ms. Hannigan, how would $500,000 be enough? Mr. Grant gave you more than $ 500,000 back then, didn’t he? Besides, if I were to be caught by the police, I’d only spend 10 to 20 years in prison. But you’re different. You’re the mastermind of this murder, and let’s not forget your title as the future daughter-in-law of the Bouchers. It would be bad if this were to ruin your future.”

Maizie understood the underlying meaning of the man’s words and trembled with wrath. She had been under the impression everything would come to an end after getting someone to solve the trouble that she had initially. Still, she did not expect to have gotten help from another problematic person.

“I’ll pay you another $500,000, but you’d better keep your mouth shut. Otherwise, I’ll get my godfather to go after you when he gets out of prison.”

Samantha went to buy milk powder in the baby product section of the mall with a stroller. After buying the milk powder that she needed, she saw Eugene getting out of the car when she left the mall.

She took a glance at Eugene and said nothing.

her something but then saw a few-month-old baby in the stroller

him and did not answer his question

of the stroller.

brows creased for a split second. “Mr. Boucher, if there’s nothing else that you want to say, I’ll take my

visit in a few days? Francisco is getting married next year, and his

gaze after thinking of something. “That’s great. You’re about to become a grandfather. I’ll go back and

pushed the stroller and passed by Eugene without even looking back. Eugene watched her get into the car and leave, feeling disturbed as he missed the time when she was still by his

cherish her, and it

Maisie to the cemetery. Her father, Stephen, was buried next to her mother’s grave,

sister. He brought along a bouquet of white daisies, which he then placed

stood up slowly and turned to look at Nolan. “Thank you for organizing my father’s funeral on my