Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 553

Sue had said she couldn’t remember anyone and things that happened before the accident. However, she still remembered that she had worked in Luxella before. Just what kind of accident had she gotten herself into that required her to change her appearance?

She wasn’t Sue. Even if she went over her back and got herself plastic surgery, she did not look like Sue completely.

Nolan knew this woman had gotten plastic surgery before. Apparently, there was a probability she had been distigured before getting the plastic surgery, so she had made up the story about the accident and pretended to be “Sue.”

If she knew that the original Sue had worked for Luxella before and was able to disguise herself as her, she must have had a good relationship with the original Sue.

Therefore, they just needed to investigate who the original Sue had come in contact with three years ago, and everything would become clear.

Suddenly, something crossed Maisie’s mind, and she said, “I heard Quincy mentioning about the son of the consortium in Yaramoor. He’ s the owner of Luxella right now, so does this mean that this Mr. Hathaway from Yaramoor is Roger’s new milk cow?”

Nolan chuckled at Maisie’s comment and said, “Maybe he’s just doing charity.”

“Why are you so sure about that?” Maisie mumbled.

Nolan lowered his head and wrapped his hand around hers. “He’s from the Hathaways, and his family has a little bit of connection to the Goldmanns.”

bit

smiled. “My grandmother is

Maisie was taken aback.

grandmother is one

in the Goldmanns, but

to talk

days, the media knew about Nolan’s condition. All of them flocked to the hospital and wanted to know

the Stoslo’s Parliament Building. However, the netizens and the

the public was suspicious of the vaccines developed by “Strix”, and

fine?” A man’s voice echoed from

smoke out of the window. Without turning around to

at them.

Roger depends on your vaccines to get a chance to turn the tables. Mr. Goldmann is one of

vaccine won’t work on him. He’s beyond saving. If you don’t trust me, we can ca off our

of the desk, and hissed angrily, “You have to

He just crushed the cigarette butt in the