Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 662

Unexpectedly. Quincy suddenly called her and asked her if Nolan had gone to the hospital to visit her. Maisie wondered for a split second and replied, “I haven’t seen him today, and I’ve been discharged from the hospital. What’s wrong?” Quincy hesitated for a moment. “Mr. Goldmann looked into what happened three years ago all of a sudden earlier today, and he’s been out since then. He hasn’t returned to the company.”

Maisie stood by the window, frowning slightly. “Nolan investigated what happened three years ago?”

“Yes, regarding the accident, I don’t know whether Mr. Goldmann has recalled something and that’s why he looked into the accident from three years ago. He’s been away from Blackgold for one whole afternoon already. So I thought he’s currently with you.” Maisie remained silent for a long time without uttering a single word.

Maisie called Nolan several times, but no one answered. He did not return even at nightfall,

Quincy also sent men to the places where Nolan usually went to look for him, but they did not see him there. Maisie was sitting in the car, holding her cell phone

tightly in her hand and staring at the pedestrians walking on the street at dusk. She could not help but frown.

so he wouldn’t be at a place that I know. But where else would

phone number from her. Helios had just finished filming with the crew, and he was sitting in a huge lounge as the staff took off his wig for him. His cell phone on the desk rang all of a sudden, and it was a call from an unknown number. His assistant picked up his phone and handed it to him. “Mr. Boucher, it’s

movies or other work-related staff members had something to notify him,

moment the other party’s voice came from the other end of the call “I didn’t expect

Vanderbilt.”

wouldn’t dare to disturb you at work if it were not about something urgent. I remember that you once

phone into the other

did not beat around the bush. “Do you know where a 17-year-old Nolan would go

by the sunset, dying the sky bright orange, but subsiding gradually at the same time. The neon lights on the streets began

the skyscrapers that were decorated with bustling lights were rendered by the night sky. Nolan sat alone on a bench near the lighthouse, and the street lights shone on his figure, making his silhouette look cold and lonely. Maisie approached him slowly and stood beside the bench. Nolan stopped what he was doing for a short moment raised his head to look at her as she slowly took out her watch and took a glance

hoarse, “Zee, have you