Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 1781 

Nollace’s expression did not change, looking as indifferent and stern as usual.

"You seem very confident."

Zenovia smiled and approached him.

"Of course, I‘m confident.Other than being the daughter of the Goldmanns, Daisie can’t provide you with anything else.Meanwhile, I’m different.I can do anything for you, and I'll make sure you see my brilliance as time goes by."

The moment she was about to hug Nollace, he pushed her away from him.She fell to the ground, lifted her head in shock, stared into his gloomy and cold glare, and could not help but tremble.

Nollace looked down at her condescendingly.

"Do you think you can challenge my bottom line unscrupulously just because my grandfather has recognized you as his goddaughter?"

Zenovia gnashed her teeth.

"What’s the bottom line that you're referring to? Daisie?"

Nollace leaned over, pinched her chin, and scoffed sullenly.

"If warnings don’t work on you, I'll change how I deliver my message to you." She trembled vigorously.

"What do you plan to do to me?"

Nollace let go of her, took out a handkerchief, and wiped his fingertips.His tone sounded indifferent as he said, "The Livingstons and you, you can only save one now."

She let off a miserable laugh, and a hint of ruthlessness beamed through her eyes.

move on the

he shouldn’t be able to reach out and make a move on the

can continue to act so confidently

threw the handkerchief away, walked past her, and left the pavilion with Edison

hands

that he was threatening her

his target is the Livingstons,

next day was a

had just freshened herself

person standing outside

for a moment

"Why are you here?"

eyes, Nollace reached out and

come to see you." Daisie

pinching my face.It'll

not help but

ugly won’t bea problem.It won’t affect my

Daisie frowned.

might not care about

his arms,

stop teasing you already.I’m here to tell you that I'll be leaving on a business

off guard by the

going on a

I’ve come to

"Are you leaving today?"

not help but laugh upon seeing the unwillingness flashing

with the