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.”

looked expressionless. “The Goldmanns have never admitted to the fact of having you as

us for your mother’s encounter. The Knowles actually treated

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.

appearance had been outstanding, and she had once been considered a scarce belle of the entertainment

the business and political circles because of her exceptional appearance. And all

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

by bit. But the Knowles never allowed her to

just placed on the table, his tone sounding unconcerned. “She would be of no value if she were to be tarnished by any man, and the Knowles knew that really

the entertainment industry, it was her choice

a complicated circle, but

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 the incident was exposed, the reputation of the person who overstepped would be ruined, and no one had the guts to take the

one was living in the upper-class circle of Yaramoor, the country of capitalism, one who did not have a powerful background could only become a plaything of