The 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.

Blackgold Group, Nolan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring out at the downtown view. He turned the black ring on

some reason, there wasn’t much information we could find about Miss Maisie Vanderbilt. It’s as if someone

glanced at him. “Are 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 who work in Luxella have seen her. After looking at photos of Maisie, they confirmed that she is

check if she had given birth in Stoslo. I was unable to confirm that,

have had her private data locked away, or

they also

carried the Vanderbilt name, and the only Vanderbilt he

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

 straight at him. “Are

head with guilty 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. If

like his brother, Hans Lawson, who

suite. When Mr. Baldwin saw that Willow had brought a special guest, he

was heavy traffic on

the initiative and sat next to

 It had only been six years, yet Maisie Vanderbilt had