Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 797

The waiter led Nolan into the courtyard. A man was sitting in the corner of the outdoor cafe on the balcony.

The man turned his head upon hearing the footsteps of someone walking up the steps, and he looked at Nolan. “Mr. Goldmann actually came to see me, I’m truly honored.” “I’m guessing Uncle Topaz is the one who gave you my contact information.” Nolan pulled out the chair and sat down slowly across from that man.

Tristan summoned the waiter. “Fancy something to drink?”

He replied indifferently, “Anything will do.”

Tristan said to the waiter, “Give us another cup of Blue Mountain.”

The waiter nodded.

“Anthony is indeed the person who gave me your contact information. No matter what, I’m still your uncle.”

uncle?” Nolan lifted his gaze and looked expressionless. “The Goldmanns have never

us for your mother’s encounter. The Knowles actually treated your mother very well, even though

her into a victim that would help the Knowles consolidate its status among the upper class.” Looking at Tristan’s expression, which dimmed gradually, Nolan smirked. “You people from the Knowles didn’t need a daughter. What you

been outstanding, and she had once been considered a scarce belle

Knowles had pushed her into the business and political circles because of her exceptional appearance. And all the men who her beauty had intoxicated would

men. They had been treating her as if she was the party girl of

bit by bit. But the Knowles never allowed her to

if she were to be tarnished by any man, and the Knowles knew that really well. An unobtainable item is often the most valuable and

“But when it came to the entertainment

circle,

his fingertip. “Regardless of the desire for power, status, and ambition, no matter how bad the entertainment industry was, it would not dare to push someone to be a party girl or even a call girl.” Although the entertainment industry was a complicated circle, most of the people who were living in it did things voluntarily rather than compulsorily. The entertainment industry in Zlokova was no longer a circle where the prestigious could do whatever they wanted. All artists had human rights. If anything was forced onto anyone and

capitalism, one who did not have a