Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 1700 

Daisie had grown up in a very protective household, just like a delicate flower that was raised in a greenhouse and had never experienced a single storm in its life.

So, how could she have seen such cruelties? That was especially so when he was related to why Ayan got tortured in the first place.

Another reason Nollace did not dare to tell Daisie about Ayan was that he was worried she would learn about his involvement.

That was why he had only left his good side to Daisie.

At the same time, on the other side of the city, in the Pruitt manor The sound of a slap resounded in the living room.

Freyja’s face was turned to the side, and her cheek flushed.She did not scream out of pain but listened to Sandy’s reprimand.

"Just whose side are you on? Your brother’s plan almost succeeded, and you’ve ruined it!"As long as Daisie and Nollace could no longer get along because of this incident, Ken would have the opportunity to use this incident to get a hold of the daughter of the Goldmanns.However, she did not expect this ungrateful daughter of hers would betray her own family! Freyja stared at her furious mother and asked calmly, "Mother, I don’t hope to see you two walk down a path of no return.Do you really think the Goldmanns are a family you can deal with?"

Sandy sneered.

"It’s not up to you to decide whether I can handle them or not.I only want the daughter of the Goldmanns to break up with that b*stard, Nollace."

"Didn’t Nollace take a fancy to Daisie only because of the Goldmanns’ status and power that she had behind her? If she doesn’t have the Goldmanns to back her up, how would he possibly even take a closer look at her?"

What Sandy said did not surprise Freyja at all as she had gotten used to it long ago.

inherit all his conceit

talk back to me!

Sandy slapped her again.

side clenched tightly.It seemed

at the servants, "Bring me the

not dare to say a

grabbed the whip and

"You, kneel before me."

knelt on the

at her body, and the excruciating pain made

flesh that ended up covered in whip marks hid well under her clothes as they trembled from

any sound, not even a whimper, and

from the edge of her jaw, and blood was drained away

turned into numbness, and the thin sleeves were

did not

of her skin splitting and the quiver that took place within the muscle tissues that were now

leather whip away and pointed to

before she asks for mercy, no one is to give

was confiscated, and she was

in the warehouse, only

warm, especially now that