Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 211

‘Madam Vanderbilt had always been keeping a close eye on it.’

Maisie’s eyes narrowed slightly. “I must attend this meal if those people from the Vanderbilts are really planning to lay their hands on Vaenna.”

“Zee, do you want me to accompany you there? After all, who knows what they’ll do.” Kennedy was worried about her attending this meal alone.

Maisie was caught up in her thoughts for a split second

‘Kennedy is right. They must have a purpose since they asked to meet me. I don’t know what they might do. In any case, I must go prepared’ 1

Maisie stepped into a high-end restaurant. She had tied her long hair into a neat high ponytail, was dressed in a black and white color-blocked dress with split ends, and had a pair of golden sequin earrings.

She attracted a lot of attention from the guests around the area when she walked into the hotel.

Seeing her extraordinary temperament, the waitress standing at the reception stepped forward and asked enthusiastically, “Miss, d, o you have a reservation for a private room or a carrel?”

“Private Room 203.”

off a smile and brought her

the waitress knocked on the door and opened the door for her. In the room, apart from Madam Vanderbilt and Linda, there were two middle-aged women and

immediately when she saw Maisie entering the room. “You’re here, Zee. This is your aunt. You should not have seen

middle-aged woman in a gorgeous dress

biological mother. She had married Yorick Vanderbilt, the eldest son of the Vanderbilts, and had given birth to a son and a daughter for the Vanderbilts. Madam Vanderbilt valued her highly because of the grandson that she

Yanis’ voice sounded very high pitched, and it was difficult to tell whether she was complimenting

table, sat down, and her red lips curled slightly. “Aunt Yanis, you actually thought about asking me out for a meal as soon as you arrived at

from the Vanderbilts. We haven’t seen each other for so many years, so it’s only natural for your aunt to

nice of you.” Maisie raised her

Who would believe in her saying that she misses

then raised her head, exchanged a glance with the man sitting opposite her, and frowned. “And

that so-called cousin

who’s come from Coralia. You should know his grandfather. Grandpa Zimmerman used to