Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 245

Yanis got up and took a picture of Leila’s embarrassing appearance with her cell phone. “Just you wait, I’ll send your cheap look to Stephen!”

Leila heard this and thought of the consequences that awaited her, so she quickly got up and hugged Yanis’s thigh. “Yanis, I know I’m at fault! Please don’t tell Steph! Please, you don’t want to cause the two brothers to turn against each other because of the things between us, do you?”

“You asked for it yourself. When Stephen finds out how a shameless woman like you seduced his elder brother, let’s see how you maintain your status and position in the family!”

Yanis did not listen at all and was about to send the photos.

Leila pounced on her and tried to grab her phone from her as soon as she stood up. Yanis’ phone dropped to the floor near the door, and she fell with Leila in her arms.

Yanis’ head hit a comer of the table.

“Yanis, I beg you, I’m begging you. This is really not my fault. It’s-“Leila discovered that Yanis’ eyes seemed to be staring blankly into the nothingness halfway through her pleading.

Leila’s face paled gradually, and she stretched out her finger and placed it under Yanis’ nostrils in search of a single puff. She then collapsed on the floor in a panic, covering her mouth in fright.

She’s not

the company’s staff canteen. Not long after she sat down, she saw a figure

moment, the staff members in the canteen were all

once in a century! Mr. Goldmann actually came to

the seat opposite Maisie and sat down Maisie looked up at him and

so out of pure reverence. She’s given him so much meat for just one

his silverware much, she smiled. “Nolan,

it.”

only natural that

and the prices were relatively

eating fast food here, his temperament

up the spaghetti on the plate with his fork. Perhaps because he felt that they were too greasy, he put them

that she had ordered but had yet to take a sip from before this to him. “Drink this. It’s lighter

it, and gave off the highest praise that he had ever given to this canteen. “This broth

she cooks must taste better than those this canteen has to offer, right?” Maisie took a sip of the coke on the table