Chapter 1618

 Nollace looked calm on the surface, but if he started scheming, she wouldn’t stand a chance.

Tristan would at least protect her because she had ‘saved’ him.

Nollace would be nice on the surface because of Tristan, but he probably wouldn't be nice to her behind his back.

"Peter,"

Nollace looked toward the butler, "Give her all the more tiresome tasks.We don’t keep people who don’t contribute here.Get the helpers to keep an eye on her.If she slows down, don’t give her water."

Peter nodded.

"Yes, sir."

Lisa sat down on the floor and ignored the pain on her face.She never had to work at home, but she now had to do everything at the Knowles mansion.She had a lower status than a helper there, which was worse than chasing her out of the house.

That wouldn’t work—she had to find a way to turn things around! The next day...

Daisie went downstairs with her bag and was going to the library to return some books.She stopped in her tracks in the corridor because Nollace was standing under the tree in a clean, white shirt.

The light shone through the foliage, and his blurry face slowly sharpened.

Daisie walked toward him.

"Why are you here?"

He looked at her face.

"I’m waiting for you."

turned away and mumbled, "I’ve already removed you

he wait? Would he wait for the entire day if she didn’t leave her room? Nollace approached

don’t pick up my

looked at her

"I’m not that petty."

grabbed her hand and leaned in closer,

"So you forgive me?"

breath touched her

kiss made her turn pink, and she

his finger over the corner

shy, especially due to her

him want to protect

moment of silence, he let

to the hospital

surprised

"Are you sick?"

took the bag

"It’s not me."

her lips but

the car outside the

toward the private room.She stood outside, and before she entered, the middle-aged lady who was lying in bed smiled warmly

"Daisie’s here too."

Sullivan, princess of Yaramoor.She

no longer young, her actions and etiquette showed that

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