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The Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 375
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Chapter 375

Maisie chuckled. “Your pupils obviously dilated when I asked you the question just now. That proves

you’re very nervous about this question. Not to mention the hesitation that you showed when you

answered ‘No’.”

“I told you, no!”

The man was agitated all of a sudden and seemed to want to pounce at her with all his strength.

Unfortunately, he was subdued on the ground by two men in black.

Maisie was taken aback, but she quickly regained her composure, stood up slowly, and looked at him

expressionlessly. “Although I don’t know which one of the two reasons fits your situation the best, you’d

better think about whether you have the bargaining chip to keep them safe or not. You should’ve seen

the fate of the Winters, after all: You’re the person who’s caused that incident, so you should know best.”

The man lay on the ground, did not move, and looked at the distance with his blank eyes. Nobody knew

whether he had run out of energy to put up a fight or had given up hope.

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Nolan walked to Maisie’s side, wrapped his am around her shoulders, tumed to Quincy, and said, “Get

someone to keep an eye on him and ask him again after he’s got the time to think it through.”

Quincy nodded.

After Nolan led Maisie out of the private room, he picked her up abruptly and carried her to the car.

After carrying her into the car, Nolan propped his arm against the seat, lifted her chin with his fingertips,

pulled her closer, and raised the corners of his lips. “Zee, you actually know how to read psychological

hints?”

Maisie’s brows rose. “Why can’t I know how to do so?”

Seeing that Nolan was staring at herself with his scorching gaze, she looked away slightly and replied,

“Waylon loves to read books related to psychology, so I sometimes skim through them when I’m bored.

So-Umm!”

A trace of warmth caressed her lips. It took quite some time before she could get a gap to catch a breath.

Nolan rubbed her delicate lips with his fingertip and chuckled softly. “My wife is so smart. I’ve really found

myself a treasure.”

‘My young wife is truly a little treasure.’

Maisie pushed him away lightly and fastened her seat belt. “All I did was bluff. He’s the one who gave off

the clues.”

Nolan smiled. “That old man actually claimed that you don’t have what it takes to become the mistress of

the Goldmanns. It seems that he’s made the biggest mistake of his life.”

Maisie’s tone changed. “In his opinion, the mistress of the Goldmanns should be Rowena.”

“Are you jealous again?” Nolan was rendered speechless and amused at the same time.

Maisie changed the subject. “What if that man doesn’t confess?”

“We’ve already guessed the mastermind behind this whole incident, so it doesn’t matter whether he

confesses or not.” Nolan leaned over and kissed her forehead, his warm breath ruffling the hair that was

dangling on her forehead. “She’ll naturally panic when someone else panics.”

The next day, at Blackgold Group…

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Rowena walked to the administrative office and suddenly heard Maisie’s voice when she was about to

knock on the door. “Ms. Summers.”

Rowena’s eyes turned slightly gloomy upon seeing that Maisie was walking in her direction, but she still

let off a monotonous grin o n her face. “Ms. Vanderbilt, why are you here?”

‘Why is this b*tch always here?’

Maisie raised her eyebrows. “You’ve heard about the rumors about last night, haven’t you?”

“What do you mean by that?” Rowen’s tone tumed sullen.

Maisie gave off a faint smile and said casually, “Mr. Winters was assaulted in the hospital last night.”

Rowena’s expression changed abruptly, but she managed to suppress it soon.

‘D*mn it! Has this b*tch found out about something?’

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She quickly calmed herself down, let off an innocent expression,

and diverted the topic. “M s. Vanderbilt, I still don’t know why you must paint a target on me. If it’s

because of Nolan, you’re already married to him, so why do you still need to be wary of me?” Maisie

tucked her hair behind her ears. “But the man who got caught in the hospital last night said that he knew

you.”