Chapter 972

Daisie was sitting on the long bench with her back leaned against the ceiling-to-floor window, looking sad and forlorn.

When Nolan rushed over, he saw the wound on her knees and frowned.

He walked over to her and placed his hand on the top of her head.

Daisie raised her head, and her big, pretty eyes were filled with tears to the brim.

Nolan wiped the tears off and grabbed her into his arms. “Dad, bahh…” Daisie couldn’t hold herself anymore and cried out loud. Nolan patted her head gently to comfort her. When they were on their way back in the car, Daisie leaned against Nolan and fell

asleep.

mirror and sighed. “Ms. Daisie

cast its light through the car window. Nolan tilted his head and looked at the little girl who had cried herself to sleep beside him. “She’s young.

returned to the hotel, Nolan carried her into the room. He put her on the bed and tucked her into the sheet gently so

opened her eyes. She turned around to look outside through the window and mumbled, “Liar.” A

night, Nolan sat inside the study room, taking drags of his cigarette, one after the other. When Quincy came in, the first thing he saw was the heap of cigarette stubs in the ashtray. “Mr. Goldmann, should I give these

cigarette ash on the ashtray and said, “Yeah. This is

it or not. After all, he has been under the impression that the Knowles are the

cigarette on

did

back of the chair and lifted his head to look at

nodded. “Yeah. I

all, he was the one who had investigated it, but he didn’t understand what it had to

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