Three Little Guardian Angels
Chapter 1946
Chapter 1946
The ringing phone pulled Colton back to his senses.
Colton picked up the phone and took a glimpse at the caller ID. It was Nollace.
He swiped the screen and answered the call.
“What‘s the matter?”
“Is Daisie with Freyja?” Colton was startled.
“Isn‘t she in Taylorton?” Nollace sounded eerily calm.
“No, and she‘s not at the Goldmann mansion nor Tenet. Not to mention that I can‘t get through her phone. I believe something must have happened to her.”
Colton stood up abruptly and suddenly recalled Nollace’s reminder from before this.
F*ck! I‘ve been negligent!
“I‘ll send someone over right now.” Freyja heard Colton was on the phone and guessed it should be Nollace.
Could it be Daisie?‘
He picked
have happened to her. I have
subconsciously took out her cell phone and stared at the message
user was busy and could not
the other side of the city...
latter claimed
more, even if he‘s in Bassburgh now, it‘s impossible for him to be able to get to
were to happen to Daisie , who would benefit
clenched his phone tightly, and the names of the
Santos and Susan Hotch...‘
gaze dimmed, and he said to Edison, “Where are Mitchell Santos and Susan Hotch? Get me their location
rough old houses was only
that appeared right in front of her gradually came into focus, it was Susan.
Susan‘s hands and feet were tied, but
message asking her to meet and talk on the
attacked as soon as she got
vaguely guessed that it had something to do with Mitchell.
her side and called
Susan started moving. When she opened her eyes and saw Daisie ,
to move as she
“What happened?”
About Three Little Guardian Angels - Chapter 1946
Three Little Guardian Angels is the best current series of the author Ginger Bud. With the below Chapter 1946 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 1946 and update the next chapters of this series at novelebook.com