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

“My grandmother is one of the

Maisie was taken aback.

one of

most of the people in the Goldmanns, but this was the first

he did not want to talk

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

Stoslo’s Parliament Building. However, the netizens and the public were infuriated by the nonchalant explanation given by

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

didn’t you say the vaccines are fine?” A man’s voice echoed from the study

the window, taking a drag on the cigarette while blowing the smoke out of the window. Without turning around to face the few

that, he slowly turned his body sideways and looked at them.

mean?” A man asked, “Mr. Roger depends on your vaccines to get a chance to turn the tables. Mr. Goldmann is one of th infected patients,

into the ashtray and said, “The vaccine won’t work on him. He’s beyond saving. If you don’t trust me, we can ca

man walked up to the desk, placed his hands on top of the desk, and hissed angrily, “You have to convince the public tha you can

say anything. He just crushed