NovelBar
Chapter 582
Nolan did not know what to say.
The car was slowly moving toward the East Island Villa. Nolan did not know how to get along with his son
along the journey, but there was an inexplicable desire to get closer to him in his heart.
The good thing was that Wayion did not make things hard for him at this time and took the initiative to
spark a conversation with him. Nolan only had memories from before he was 17, so it was not too hard
for him to talk to an 8,5-year-old boy.
Maisie turned her head to look at the father-son duo and asked Quincy in a soft voice, “Is this how Nolan
looked like when he was 17?”
Quincy nodded. “Yeah.”
Then, he sighed slightly and continued. “Mr.
Goldmann did use to be like this in the past before the incident involving Madam Goldmann.”
Maisie did not say anything as she looked at Nolan. Nolan used to be a man who would give off an
indifferent and imposing vibe that made people reluctant to get close to him. However, right now, he had
become a lot more approachable. Perhaps, it was because he had lost his memory? But one silver lining
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtwas that he still treated them as his family despite having no memory of them.
In any case, no matter what happened to him, he was still Nolan.
Nolan did not have any memory of the East Island Villa. After getting into the villa, he scanned the
surroundings for a long while before asking, “Where is our room?”
His question made Maisie freeze in her tracks. She asked Quincy to bring their luggage into their rooms
and walked up to him. “It’s not our room. It’s your room. Come, let me show you where it is.”
Nolan followed beside her and asked with a frown,” But aren’t husbands and wives supposed to sleep in
the same room?”
Maisie was tickled pink by him, and she replied,” Yeah. We used to be husband and wife, but you
insisted on getting a divorce with me three years ago, so we’ve been sleeping in different rooms ever
since.”
A hint of surprise crossed Nolan’s eyes. He stopped and looked at her as she climbed upstairs.
When they were in his room, Nolan looked around and frowned. It indeed did not look like a woman had
been living there.
Placing her hands at her back, Maisie approached him and chuckled. “Why? Do you want to stay in the
same room with me?”
Nolan lowered his head and looked at the alluringly beautiful woman smiling brightly like a flower before
him. His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down nervously as he averted his gaze. “I’m just asking.”
She then parted her luscious red lips and said, “We’re going back home in another two days. In the
meantime, you should get some rest.
After that, she turned and left. Nolan lifted his arm but stopped in midair. He clenched his fist slowly and
then lowered his arm back.
When Maisie got downstairs, Quincy came into the villa and said, “Ms. Vanderbilt, here’s a letter Mr.
Hathaway asked me to give you.”
“A letter from Yorrick?” Maisie frowned in confusion. She took the letter, opened it up, and started reading
it.
Quincy was curious about the contents of the letter as well, so he asked, “What did Mr. Hathaway say in
the letter?”
Maisie folded the letter and replied, “Madam Hathaway wants to see me.”
At a hotel in Waltz Street…
The bellman led Maisie to the room. The room was spacious, with built-in floor-to-ceiling windows that
offered a panoramic view. It was both upscale and stylishly simple.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMadam Hathaway was sitting on the couch. She was wearing a dress, with a scarf draped over her
shoulders.
Maisie had to admit that other than Madam Nera,
Madam Hathaway was the most elegant older woman she had ever seen.
Although they had met once, she hadn’t interacted much with Madam Hathaway. Therefore, she was
curious as to why she was looking for her today.
“Are you looking for me, Grandma?” Maisie walked up to the couch, but she did not take her seat.
Madam Hathaway put the cup down and said, “There’s no need to be so stiff. Have a seat.”
It was only then Maisie took her seat and looked straight into Madam Hathaway’s eyes. Madam
Hathaway looked at her and asked, “Do you know why I want to see you today?”
Liidplei JOL
“I’m not sure about it, but I guess it’s about Nolan?”
Holding a cup in her hand, Madam Hathaway chuckled. “Although I didn’t watch him grow up myself, I
was always keeping an eye on him. He had shut himself up after his mother’s accident and stopped
paying attention to those meaningless things.”
Visit our social media platform to read fascinating stories every day and connect with the community!
