Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 2036

Daisie rested her head on her hand. “I wonder where Nolly is now...” Waylon placed a snack on her plate and chuckled. “If I‘m not mistaken, he‘s with the Southerns right now, so you don‘t have to worry about him.” She picked up the snack, and just when she was about to eat it, a commotion came from the hall downstairs.

A group of muscular men was standing in the hall. They were wearing some sort of uniform, and it seemed like they came from East Winston. They looked furious and did not come with good intentions.

A man smacked the table and pointed at the waiter and manager. “Our lady has booked this restaurant today! Ask all of them to get out of here!”

Forcing a smile, the manager walked up to the man and said, “Mr. Estrada, for your information, you‘ll need to make the reservation with our restaurant one day in advance. Our customers are still here, so—”

Before he could finish speaking, the man called Mr. Estrada grabbed him by his wrist and snarled, “Cut the crap! This is the East Islands! If you want to do business here, you should familiarize yourself with The Serpents. How dare you disobey our lady? Do you want us to smash up your restaurant?”

manager was shaking and sweating

cooperated with the Southern Clan. If no one caused trouble, they would make money leisurely, but if something happened, they would have no other choice but to sigh at their bad luck. Some of the customers did not want to get into trouble, so they left without finishing their meals. Even though they were unhappy with

waiter came upstairs and approached Waylon and Daisie. With a troubled face, he said, “I‘m sorry, sir. I‘m afraid you‘ve got to

at Waylon.

raised his eyelids and asked, “Who are they?”

knew they came from the outside. He said carefully, “They‘re from The Serpents. Ms. Serrano is the daughter of the leader of The Serpents. They‘re the local

If you don‘t go now and offend her, she won‘t let you off so easily.” Daisie bit her lips. “Are they working for Mr. Southern Sr.?” The waiter replied in a low voice, “Not really. The Serpents are at best a hanger–on for

all just parasites. How