Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 781

Madam Nera was stunned. Only then did the man notice Maisie who was standing beside him. “This is…” “She’s my god-granddaughter, Maisie Vanderbilt.” Madam Nera looked at Maisie and introduced her. “Zee, this is Mr. Tristan Knowles. You can address her as your uncle. He’s my junior.” Maisie nodded at him. “Nice to meet you, Uncle Tristan.” Tristan nodded back.

He and Madam Nera went to the side to talk to each other while Maisie stood in front of the car and waited for them. She glanced in the direction of the two of them.

‘It seems that Mr. Knowles isn’t from Zlokova, and judging from the way he carries himself and how he dresses, he’s either a rich man or a man of prestigious status. As for his relationship with Mrs. Boucher…’ Madam Nera turned to look at her and said, “Zee, you should go back first. You don’t have to wait for me.”

Maisie smiled, nodded, and then got into the car with Baydie

At the Boucher manor…

Christina passed by Helios’ room and was shocked when she heard what Helios said to Francisco.

She pushed open the door abruptly. Francisco was taken aback. “Aunty?”

Christina walked toward him agitatedly.” Helios, do you plan to invest in Eastwood

Enterprise’s overseas projects?”

his mind, “I want

interrupted him and grabbed him by his shoulders. “Don’t go,

his mother and asked suspiciously,”

emotions in front of her son, although she had tried very hard to restrain herself. She knew that her son had always wanted to

your career in the entertainment industry and set foot in the business circle at the same time. I’ll feel bad for you.” Christina avoided his gaze and tried her best to suppress

“Don’t worry, Mother. I know my

Eastwood Enterprise is different from those businesses on Winston Island. Such a large

and her expression dimmed

Helios. How could I not know the relationship that

was a little worried.

she did not want to let him notice anything. “It’s okay. I’m just a little tired. I’ll go to rest

watched her leave and approached Helios. “What’s

it just me, or did