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.

of the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring out at the downtown view. He turned the black

some reason, there wasn’t much information we could

and glanced at him. “Are you saying someone put a data lock on

knew the fact that Zora, a renowned jewelry designer in Stoslo, is actually Maisie Vanderbilt. Only a select few who work in Luxella have seen her. After looking at photos of Maisie, they confirmed that she is

in Stoslo. I was unable to confirm that, even after going

gone through hell. A hacker must have had her private data locked away, or he would have been able to dig up more dirt. Nolan said nothing

they also hardly found much regarding Maisie Vanderbilt or any details about

the Vanderbilt name, and the only Vanderbilt he had slept with

seem rather concerned about Miss Maisie Vanderbilt…” Quincy could not help but speak his

and glanced straight at him. “Are you

with guilty puppy-dog eyes begging for mercy. “N-No, not at all. In

like his brother, Hans Lawson, who had been

Willow into a private suite. When Mr. Baldwin saw that Willow had brought a special guest, he stood up. “Look who

There was heavy traffic on our way over, hope we didn’t keep you waiting

the initiative and sat next