Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 24

Maisie chewed her pen and thought for a long time, but she was stuck in an inspiration drought…

“Zee.”

Seeing Willow appear outside her door, Maisie put her pen down. “There’s no one around. You can drop the mushiness. It’s nauseating.”

If this was any other day, Willow would have retorted with a scathing remark. Today, however, she managed to converse in a calm and collected manner. “I’m not here to start a fight. I’m well aware that you’re far more adept in matters of business.”

Willow placed the documents she was holding on the table. “I’m sure you know the conundrum Vaenna is currently facing. It just so happens that there’s a client who’s willing t o provide us with an advertising platform. Could you come with me and discuss the contract terms tonight?

Maisie picked up the contract folder, skimmed through the pages, then smirked. “Sure, I‘ll go with you.”

“I‘ll see you tonight then.” As Willow turned to leave, her eyes flickered with coldness.

Maisie picked up the folder to have a closer at the contract. Her brows arched slightly. She wanted to see the type of clientele Willow had picked out.

Nolan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring out at the downtown view. He turned the black ring on this index finger. Through the reflection of the windows, he

wasn’t much information we could find about Miss Maisie Vanderbilt. It’s as if someone had deliberately kept

you saying someone put a data lock

nodded. “That’s precisely so. Almost no one knew the fact that Zora, a renowned jewelry designer in Stoslo, is actually Maisie Vanderbilt. Only a select few

you asked me to check if she had given birth in Stoslo. I was unable to confirm that, even after going through all the hospitals in

away, or he would have been able to dig up

they unable to identify the mother of those two kids, but they also hardly

and the only Vanderbilt he had

Goldmann, you seem rather concerned about Miss Maisie

 at him.

In fact, I’m really busy. I-I’m still working on my performance, sir. If you’ll

his brother, Hans Lawson, who had been sent to the

Willow into a private suite. When Mr. Baldwin saw that Willow had brought a special

my little sister with me to discuss our contract. There was heavy traffic on our way over,

initiative and sat