The Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 73

After a few minutes of pure suffering, all the staff members finally went out. Maisie raised the hand that Nolan was holding indifferently and asked with a somewhat ironic smile on her face, “Mr. Goldmann? Do you have cravings for such exciting agendas?”

Nolan looked at her for a moment, his eyes slightly cold. “Then do you want to experience something more exciting?”

Maisie’s expression changed slightly.

This man wouldn’t…’

Nolan turned around abruptly, stretched out his hand, and leaned it on the wall, wrapping her in his arms.

“Mr. Goldmann, don’t push your luck!” Maisie gnashed her teeth, raised her legs, bent her knees, and got into an offensive posture, but Nolan grabbed her raised leg with his big hand instantly and pressed it against her body. This posture that the two were in was the pinnacle of a shameful stance!

“Nolan Goldmann, you’d better let me go!” There was a hint of resentment in Maisie’s eyes.

Nolan’s eyes drooped slightly, and after the elevator stopped, he suddenly turned around and changed positions with her.

The elevator door opened, and the two male staff members who were chatting outside the elevator saw this scene. They were so frightened that the documents in their hands slipped to the floor in an instant.

Maisie turned her head in horror and met the stupefied gaze of the two men. They picked up the documents immediately and gave up the idea of boarding the elevator!

Maisie was stunned in place. She then turned her head and glared at the man who had already let go of her and was looking as calm as a millpond.

Nolan responded nonchalantly, “Isn’t that exciting?”

He tidied his shirt as he said so and then walked out of the elevator calmly.

Maisie returned to her office, slammed the bag in her hand onto the couch, and stood with her arms akimbo. “Nolan Goldmann, are you trying to fool around with me?”

She kicked the desk when Kennedy was entering the room, and he was taken aback when he saw her acting so ferociously. “What’s the matter with you?”

Seeing that she had lost her temper just now, Maisie put her hands down and replied with an indifferent expression, “I’m fine, it’s just that somebody has just infuriated me.”

“Is it Willow?” Kennedy asked.

“Willow doesn’t have the ability to piss me off yet.” Maisie walked to her desk and sat down. Kennedy nodded, thought of something, and said, “By the way, I’ve given your sketches to that person. He should go to meet Willow today.”

The corners of Maisie’s lips raised slightly. “I refused to return to Vaenna. My father has now discovered that the company has so many shortcomings and deficits to fill. Any assistance is undoubtedly some sort of hope to them at this point in time.”

‘T’ll allow Willow to act all arrogant and proud for a while more.’

At Vaenna Jewelry…

*B*tch!” Willow swept all the things on her desk to the floor. She had already been in a state of breakdown since she was driven out of the Goldmann mansion. Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

The scene where she had seen Nolan kissing Maisie in his office yesterday was especially exasperating.

‘I’ve been by his side for six years, and he hasn’t even touched me!

‘Sure enough, it’s because of those two b*stards!

‘Sh*t, if the people on the board of directors learn that Nolan won’t help me anymore, won’t it be…’

Nolan was the reason why she had been able to secure her position in the company all these years. Now that there was a deficit in Vaenna’s capital, Vaenna would not even belong to her i f she could not fill this shortfall up soon!

‘I don’t want to be trampled by Maisie!’

“Ms. Vanderbilt.” A staff member came to the door and said, “A designer from Hailey & Co. Jewelry wants to see you.”

Willow stopped acting out, turned her head, and said after calming her emotions down, “Let him in.”

Before long, a floridly dressed man entered the room with his assistant, and he smiled at Willow. “Ms. Vanderbilt, I’ve heard a lot about you.”

Willow was stunned. “You… You know me?”

The man handed her his business card. “I heard that you’re Mr. Goldmann’s woman. How could I not know you?” Willow looked at the business card.