Three Little Guardian Angels
Chapter 1891
Chapter 1891
A fan refused to let it go and pressed on.
“But Mitch’s face is swollen. We all saw it, and now you say it’s just a misunderstanding?” Mitchell had no other choice but to step in to mediate the situation.
“Why don’t we all take a step back, okay? Please, I don’t want anything bad to happen to you all.” He portrayed himself as a gentle, kind, and forgiving man. His fans were relieved, but at the same time, they loathed Daisie even more.
Susan walked up to Daisie and said, “Ms. Vanderbilt, Mitch already said it’s a misunderstanding. Can we let this slide now?” Daisie ignored her and approached Mitchell.
“Mr. Santos, before we started shooting, I asked you if we’re going to fight for real or not, am I right?” Mitchell was momentarily stunned, but he soon regained himself and smiled.
discuss it before…”
it, I fought you for real when we started shooting, and I did apologize to
apology. Susan bit her lips. ‘Since when did she apologize to him? Why didn’t I know about that? No way!
in mind, Susan said, “Are you sure you’ve apologized to Mitch, Ms. Vanderbilt? Why do none of us from the crew members know about it?”
lying. That was the first thing that appeared in everyone’s mind, and Mitchell’s fans
why didn’t he tell us about it?”
your way just because you’re one of the Goldmanns?” Susan looked at
know about it. Smiling, Daisie looked at Mitchell again and asked,
his fans would think that he was a liar! He took
at him, sending a
there’s nothing I can say. Mr. Santos. Although it’s not wrong if you wish to keep a positive image in front of
About Three Little Guardian Angels - Chapter 1891
Three Little Guardian Angels is the best current series of the author Ginger Bud. With the below Chapter 1891 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 1891 and update the next chapters of this series at novelebook.com