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The Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 402
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Chapter 402

Maisie frowned. “I’m talking about those women!”

Nolan chuckled. “Then are you saying that you don’t feel like that?”

Maisie was rendered speechless and extremely annoyed. She pulled back the tuft of hair in his hand.”

I’m starting to get tired of pouncing on you and would like to change to another man.”

Nolan’s face became cold in an instant. “Who do you wish to pounce on then?”

Maisie looked at Quincy deliberately.

Quincy noticed something in the rearview mirror and was stunned. “Ms-Ms. Vanderbilt, I, I, I’m gay!”

Quincy almost wanted to bite off his tongue after saying that. –

Maisie could not help but burst into laughter. —

Nolan raised his eyebrows while glancing ather helplessly. “Naughty.”

Maisie was tossed around in bed again that night.

Seeing that she was so tired that she had fallen asleep, Nolan felt a little angry and helpless. He leaned

over and kissed her lips, nose, and forehead.

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‘She’s my precious wife, and I’ll never let her get hurt anymore.

Nolan got up and went into the bathroom to take a cold shower.

He then walked out of the bathroom in a silk nightgown, only to see his phone screen light up all of a

sudden.

He walked to the bedside table and picked up his cell phone. His eyes could not help but turn stern when

he saw the text message.

Nolan walked to the study, turned on the hidden light, and the warm yellow light beamed at the front of

his desk. He walked to the soft chair, sat down, picked up his cell phone, and called Rowena.

He then said in a clear voice when the call was connected, “You still have the guts to contact me?”

“Nolan, you’re so heartless.” Rowena smiled wryly.

But Nolan did not want to say anything to her: “What do you mean by that text message?”

She sneered. “Don’t you want to know who killed Aunt Goldmann?”

Nolan’s eyes were ice-cold, and he did not utter a word.

..

Rowena then said calmly, “Nolan, this is the last time that I’ll contact you. I can only tell you that Aunt

Goldmann was not kidnapped by the de Armas back then. The de Armas only took the blame for the real

culprit behind the curtain.”

Seeing that Nolan did not say anything, she knew he was listening. “You should go to Stoslo if you want

to know what happened to Aunt Goldmann back then. That person is in Stoslo.”

The next morning…

Maisie woke up and went downstairs, and Nolan was no longer there.

There was breakfast on the table, as well as a note that he had left behind. It was still the usual neat and

beautiful handwriting: “I’ll head to the company first, remember to have breakfast.”

Maisie sat at the dining table, picked up the egg, and was about to peel it, but suddenly heard a knock on

the door.

‘Who would come here so early in the morning?’

Maisie got up to open the door, but she was taken.aback when she saw that the person standing outside

was Titus. “Grandfather, you…”

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Titus asked his bodyguard to wait for him outside the door and walked in with an indifferent expression.”

I’ve come here to talk to you.”

Titus walked to the couch and sat down while Maisie walked up to him, “Have you had breakfast?”

“I’ve eaten.” After Titus replied, he did not try to hide his intentions for coming here. “I’m here to

apologize to you for what Rowena did to you formally. I had too much trust in her back then.“

Maisie pursed her lips.

‘Grandfather actually came all the way here to apologize. Wouldn’t it be extremely rude of me if I were to

not say anything to him?

“It’s okay, it’s all over now. And I don’t plan to blame you.”

Titus looked at her and said audaciously, “Although Rowena is no longer here now, it doesn’t mean that

I’ll accept you.”

Maisie smiled without saying anything.

‘I knew it

But thinking of something, she rubbed her palms and asked, “Grandfather, can I ask you about one

thing?” Titus looked at her. “What’s the matter