Three Little Guardian Angels

Daisie stood on tiptoe and pressed her finger against his lips. “Then you‘re to—” 

The ringtone of her cell phone interrupted her unfinished sentence. Daisie picked up the call and saw that it was Freyja, who was calling her, so she swiped the screen and answered it. 

However, what came from the other end of the call was Freyja‘s screeches. “Daisie, help—” 

The call was then interrupted. 

Daisie was astounded because she seemed to have heard Colton‘s voice too on the other end of the call. Nollace frowned and seemed to be thinking about something. “It seems that Colton has taken her away.” 

Daisie pulled him. “Nollace, did something happen between Colton and Freyja?” 

He squinted and smiled. “It‘s difficult for me to explain it to you.” 

At the hotel... 

Freyja was pushed into the entryway. She was caught off guard as an approaching figure trapped her in a corner of the room, and his cold aura enveloped her. 

Colton grabbed her chin, lifted her face, and asked, “After hiding from me for three years, why didn‘t you continue to hide?” 

and she

social media, moved away from

oppressing to her, but there

face reflected in her pupils looked more mature, handsome, and composed than

the raging wrath hidden at the bottom of his eyes surged and emerged as

wrong. Her mistake was that she had not stopped the absurdity from taking place three years

Goldmann, there‘s no need for us to

say?” His gaze

chuckled. “We only had a one–night stand. Could it be that you, the second heir of the Goldmanns , are still brooding about such an incident?”

if it was about to penetrate her soul. “So, are you saying that you

of her body and forced a smile. “You make it sound

I drank too much that night, and both of us

all of a sudden as Colton pinched her cheeks with his fingertips while approaching her. “Both of us only went with the tide, and we did

are you sure you were drunk

“Yes.” 

sneered. “Were you unconscious?” Freyja did not answer his

back of her head, clasped the back of her neck, and the veins on the back of his hands were clearly visible. “So you didn‘t reject me