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.

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

Stoslo run a background check. For some reason, there wasn’t much information we could find about Miss Maisie Vanderbilt. It’s as if someone had

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

knew the fact that Zora, a renowned jewelry designer in Stoslo, is actually Maisie Vanderbilt. Only a select few who work

if she had given birth in Stoslo. I was unable to confirm that, even after going through

A hacker must have had her private data locked away, or he would have

they also hardly found much regarding Maisie

carried the Vanderbilt name, and the only Vanderbilt he had

you seem rather concerned about Miss Maisie Vanderbilt…” Quincy could

glanced straight at

 puppy-dog eyes begging for mercy. “N-No, not at all. In fact, I’m really busy. I-I’m still working on my performance, sir.

want to end up like his brother, Hans Lawson,

Mr. Baldwin saw

There was heavy traffic on our way over, hope we

and sat