Ch. 2021..2030

The Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 2021 Edison left Taylorton, and everything had returned to normal. Daisie sat on the couch for a long while. As she stroked the diamond ring on her finger, a bad feeling rose from her stomach pit. She feared that the nightmare she had that night would come true.

Suddenly, her phone rang and shattered the silence. She thought Nollace was calling her, so she quickly picked it up. However, when she saw it was Zephir, her smile disappeared. She hesitated for a moment before answering the call, “Zephir?”

Zephir was standing in front of the window, teasing the budgerigar with a feather. “I‘m so sorry for the trouble I caused you last time I asked you to dinner, but I‘ll clear it up for you.”

Daisie smiled. “I‘ll be counting on you then, Zephir.”

Zephir was stunned and squinted.

‘So she wants me to clarify it for her?‘ When Zephir fell silent for a long while, Daisie asked, “Zephir? Are you there?”

Something crossed Zephir‘s eyes as he looked into the distance through the window. “Yeah. Anyway, I need to go now.”

He hung up the call. His gaze was deep as he stood as stiff as a ramrod in front of the window. The budgerigar at the side jumped up and down and shouted, “Daisie! Daisie!” Zephir turned his head to look at it. He caressed its feathers and then strangled its neck. The budgerigar struggled by fluttering its wings, but his eyes had no emotion.

“Unfortunately, she isn‘t mine.”

Zephir left the room, and the wind blew off the feathers that fell on the windowsill.

At the Seaview Villa...

Daisie came to visit Freyja, and the maid said she was in her room. When she pushed open the door to Freyja‘s bedroom, Freyja was sitting on a chair, looking into the distance through the window. She did not know if it was because of the sunlight, but Freyja looked pale and frail. “Freyja?”

Freyja heard her voice and turned her head around. She forced a smile onto her face and said, ” Daisie, you‘re here.”

Daisie sat at the side and said, “I‘ve come to see you. It has only been a few days, but why have you become so skinny?“.

Freyja touched her cheek. “Really?”

“You‘re pregnant, so you need to take care of yourself. You‘ve got to eat more. Look at how

skinny you are,” Daisie said as she rested her chin on her palm. “I heard that pregnant women are supposed to be fatter.” Freyja couldn‘t help but chuckle. “That will only happen when my stomach grows bigger.” Daisie stared at her stomach and asked, “Is it hard to carry a baby?” Freyja replied, “Not really. It actually varies from person to person. For me, I keep feeling nauseated during this pregnancy.”

After she finished speaking, Freyja smiled and placed her hand on her stomach. However, she suddenly remembered something, and her smile froze. ““You want them not to have a mother too?“) Daisie noticed the changes in her expression and asked, “Freyja? Are you alright?” She snapped herself out of her trance and shook her head. “Yeah. I just feel a little tired.”

Daisie held her hand and said, “Then get some rest. I shouldn‘t bother you anymore.”

Just when Daisie stood up and was about to leave, Freyja called out to her. “Daisie...”

She turned her head around. “Yeah?”

Freyja wanted to tell her about Nollace, but she could not. After she hesitated for a while, she bit her lips and said, “Nothing. Take care when you‘re on your way home.”

Daisie waved her hand. “Alright.”

When Daisie arrived at the courtyard, she bumped into Colton and his bodyguard. They just got out of the car and didn‘t seem to notice her as they were talking in front of the car. Daisie wanted to walk forward and greet them when she heard the bodyguard say, “Sir, I‘ve already passed the death news of Mr. Knowles to Mrs. Pruitt.” Colton replied indifferently, “As long as she believes that Nollace is dead, even if Donald is suspicious of it, he‘ll send someone to tie up all the loose ends when he comes to pick her up.

The Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 2022 That was the real reason Donald would send someone to pick up Sandy. Sandy was just his pawn, so it went without saying that he did not care if she was dead or alive. He just needed to make sure that Nollace was thoroughly dead.

The bodyguard frowned. “But the search and rescue team couldn‘t find anything in Donkery River after so many days. Besides, it was pouring that night, and the river was stormy. Even Bear‘s corpse was washed to the pier of Donkery River about 9 miles away. I‘m afraid Mr. Knowles – ”

Before he could finish his sentence, Colton was stunned as he looked at Daisie, who was standing not far away. Daisie froze on the spot, her face slowly turning bloodless. “Colton, what did you guys say just now!?”

“Daisie!” Colton did not intend to tell Daisie about it. Even though he was going to tell her, he wanted to wait until he confirmed that Nollace was dead. Besides, he believed that Nollace might still be alive, but now it seemed like Daisie had overheard their conversation.

He hurriedly walked up to her and grabbed her shoulder. “Daisie, listen to me...”

“Nolly... Something happened to him, right? And you all know about it already?” asked Daisie, her eyes turning glassy as the light was leaving them.

They all already knew about what had happened to Nollace, but they kept her in the dark Colton took a deep breath and said, “We haven‘t confirmed that he‘s dead yet. Of course, I believe he‘ll survive, so you must have faith in him.”

“Have faith in him? How the heck should I have faith in him?” Daisie‘s body was trembling when the nightmare she had the other day came back to her mind. “All of you are lying to me. You‘re keeping me in the dark. If I hadn‘t overheard your conversation, were you guys going to keep hiding it from me?” Colton clenched her shoulder tightly but loosened his grip in the end. What was done couldn‘t be undone. If Nollace were really dead, she would learn about it sooner or later.

Setting his jaw tightly, Colton said, “I‘m sorry, Daisie. I didn‘t mean to hide it from you. I‘m just hoping that he‘s still alive. What if we find him, and...”

Daisie lowered her head. After a long while, she said with a parched voice, “It‘s okay, Colton. I believe that Nolly is still alive.”

Colton was stunned. She did not cry when she learned the news. Instead, she was calm. She had numbed feelings. Her face was devoid of any emotion, and she looked just like an empty shell. Her soul had left her body and was being dragged down into the abyss of darkness like a spider web. Rather than saying that she believed in Nollace, she was lying to herself. She did not believe that Nollace was still alive. It was just that her heart was dead, and her despair had extinguished her pain.

“Daisie

“Colton, ask him to take me back.”

Daisie opened the door and got into the car. Theni, she did not say anything anymore.

Colton looked at the bodyguard, and the latter felt upset. He nodded and said, “I‘ll send her back to Taylorton safely.”

Colton watched as the car left the courtyard. He massaged his nose and felt disappointed in himsell.

After they arrived at Taylorton, the bodyguard followed Daisie and got out of the car as he was worried about her. “Miss...”

“You don‘t have to follow me.”

Daisie then went inside the mansion without turning her head back.

The moment she closed the door, she slumped onto the floor and shouted, “Liar!” Meanwhile, at the Goldmann mansion...

When Maisie received Colton‘s call, she put down her cup and said with a stern face, “It‘s such a serious matter. Why did you only inform me now?” Colton replied, “I‘m sorry, Mom. It all happened so suddenly. I didn‘t expect Nollace would go missing either...”

The Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 2023 Maisie took a deep breath to calm herself down and asked, “So, did you manage to find him?” Colton fell silent for a while before replying, “Not yet.” “Alright. I‘ll go get your sister later. As for Nollace, since he‘s your brother–in–law, I don‘t care if he‘s alive or dead or if he‘s maimed or still intact. You need to get him back, understand?”

Maisie hung up the call after she finished her sentence. Saydie was sitting opposite her, so she heard her conversation with Colton. “Ma‘am, did something happen to Mr. Knowles?”

Maisie massaged her forehead and said, “I‘ve been wondering why they refuse to make their relationship public after getting their marriage certificate. It turns out that it‘s because of Donald. I didn‘t expect Nollace to go to the extent of risking his own life for Daisie‘s safety.”

She felt that Nollace was very similar to Nolan back then.

She had full faith in Nollace‘s ability, and it was true that she felt assured of entrusting Daisie to him. However, it was never in her wildest dream that Nollace would risk his own life this way. If something happened to him, the one who would suffer would be Daisie. Saydie narrowed her eyes and said, “I heard of Donald when I was working under Strix. He‘s a vengeful and cruel person. Once he has set his eyes on something, he will stop at nothing to get it.”

Maisie looked at her and asked, “Aren’t you and Quincy going to Morwich with my godfather? Why did you guys come back so early?” Strix‘s health had deteriorated greatly throughout the years. Strix had helped Saydie a lot in the past, so she resigned to take care of him.

Quincy had been rushing here and there, taking care of the company since Colton had not returned to Zlokova yet three years ago. It was only after Colton took over the company that he left for Morwich to look for Saydie.

Saydie put down the cup and smiled. “Strix has sent me on an assignment to the East Islands.”

Maisie was stunned. “My godfather asked you to go there?”

She nodded. “Metropolis has been in an unstable state while Strix is away to recuperate from his illness. Some ambitious members even have started to make their movements as they want to seize Strix‘s position and assets. Strix‘s monopoly business in Morwich has left him with huge assets, and it‘s a huge pie that anyone would like to take a bite of. If Strix has an accident, Metropolis will be torn apart.” Maisie frowned. Strix‘s group was the largest in North Ancora. He did not have any children in his life, so many people were interested in his position and his huge fortune.

After all, no one could resist such a big pie. Maisie picked up her cup and asked, “There are other forces targeting Metropolis?” Saydie sighed. “The Skull Club, some forces in Ora, and some of the underground gangs in the

East Islands. Therefore, Strix wants me to bring a secret document and go to the East Islands to look for Sunny Southern. The influence of Mr. Southern‘s group in East Eurasia matches that of the underground gangs in Ora. If Metropolis can form an alliance with Mr. Southern, it can deter them.” Sunny Southern and Fabio Puzo each occupied half of the East Islands. They had a clear separation of territory and management. Neither of them could interfere with each other‘s ? power easily, and they were relatively wary of each other. Besides, it was rumored that the Southerns were filled with combat specialists, and the men working under Sunny were all very good in combat.

Unlike Fabio, who acted in a high–profile manner in Ora, the Southerns were very low–key, and their power was spread all over East Eurasia.

Some members were normal businessmen, while the others were fishermen, restaurant owners, and cab drivers. The Southerns did not engage in usury or illegal business. However, they were even more terrifying than those people in Ora.

The Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 2024 After all, the underground gang in Ora was only a bunch of showers. They gained control over the masses by using guns, violence, and huge benefits. Although many people joined them, they were far less reliable than the Southerns. The people who worked under the Southerns were tough, hot–blooded men. They valued justice above everything, and even if they violated one of the rules, they would be expelled.

This was also the reason Strix wanted to work with the Southerns.

A merchant ship was traveling on the boundless sea. When the man entered the cabin with his dinner, Nollace was sitting on the edge of the bed, changing his bandages. The air was filled with the smell of medicine and blood.

“You‘re awake, sir.” The man put the dinner on the desk next to the bed and sat at the side respectfully. “You‘ve been unconscious for several days due to a high fever. Are you feeling better now?” 1

While Nollace was bandaging his injured arm, he lifted his eyes and looked at the man. “You people are the ones who saved me?”

“It‘s our young master who saved you, sir.” He put on his shirt and narrowed his eyes. “Who is your young master?” The man replied with a smile, “He‘s the descendant of the Southerns of the East Islands.”

Nollace was stunned.

The man bowed down and continued. “I‘ll be leaving your dinner here. If you need anything else, you can press the service bell. Please enjoy your dinner.” He retreated from the room and closed the door. After that, he walked toward the main cabin bedroom.

The main cabin bedroom was spacious and was decorated in the same way as an upscale hotel. A young man in a suit was sitting on the couch. He had an androgynous appearance. He picked up the cup and asked, “Is he awake?” Even though he pitched his voice low, it did not sound as deep as a man‘s. The man bowed in reverence and replied, “Yes. He‘s already awake.”

The young man took a sip from the cup of tea and said, “He‘s still alive despite being so badly injured and floating in the sea. It seems like God doesn‘t want him to die.”

“Why do you want to save him, Sir?”

The person on patrol that night had noticed a man floating on the sea. He was lying on driftwood and was covered in blood. It was this young man who had asked them to save him.

Fortunately, there was someone who had some medical knowledge and a medical kit on board, so they gave him a tetanus shot and cleaned and dressed his wounds.

However, Nollace had been unconscious due to a high fever. The young man put down the cup and shrugged. “Well, my father taught me that we should lend a hand to those in trouble. This man is seriously injured, so I‘m sure he must‘ve run into an accident or something. Since he made it through this, it means it isn‘t the time for him to die yet. Besides, he might be of help to us in the future.” The man smiled. “You‘re right, Sir.” The young man rose to his feet and waved his hand. “Alright. How long until we reach the East Islands?”

The man replied, “We‘ll be arriving at the East Islands tomorrow morning.”

The young man placed his hand on his forehead and said, “I‘m tired, so I‘m going to take a nap. You‘re dismissed.”

At Bassburgh, at the Goldmann mansion…

Maisie brought Daisie home. When they were having dinner, Nolan asked the butler to get Daisie, but Maisie stopped him. “I‘m sure she doesn‘t have an appetite now. She‘ll eat when she‘s hungry.”

Nolan frowned. “Is it because of Nollace?” She picked up a piece of meat with her fork and said calmly, “Yeah. Nollace has gone missing, and no one knows if he is dead or alive. I‘m sure Daisie doesn‘t have any appetite now.”

She was already relieved that Daisie did not throw a tantrum or try to kill herself due to her sadness.

Nolan massaged his nose and said, “If he‘s still missing and nobody knows if he‘s still alive or dead, it means there‘s still hope.” Maisie chuckled. “How rare. I thought you‘d want to find another husband for Daisie.” Nolan laughed helplessly. “Of course, I‘m not going to do that. I‘m not someone who would take advantage of other people.”

The Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 2025

“Of course, I know you are not.” Maisie put her fork down and said, “I‘m going to check on Daisie.”

Daisie was sitting on the bed with her arms around her legs. The room was dark since she kept the curtain closed, and she did not switch on the light. When Maisie came in, the light that spilled into her room through the corridor caused her to squint her eyes. Maisie walked up to her. When she saw her swollen eyes, she asked, “Why are you hiding in your room and crying?” Daisie rubbed her eyes and turned her face sideways. “I‘m not crying.” Maisie sat at the side of the bed and stroked her cheek, “You‘ve got to stop crying. Nollace hasn‘t died yet, and you‘re mourning him right now.” Something crossed Daisie‘s eyes as she asked, “Is there a difference?”

“Of course, there is. He just went missing. We don‘t even know if he‘s dead or alive, and you‘ve already given up hope?” “People always say that the more you get your hopes up, the bigger the disappointment,” Daisie said as she lowered her head. Maisie narrowed her eyes and asked, “So you think he‘s dead?”

Daisie was stunned. She pressed her lips thin and did not reply.

It went without saying that she wished he was still alive, but she was afraid of receiving news of his death.

She would rather escape from the truth than accept it.

Maisie sighed. “I was in the same situation before. When your father got caught in an accident, I thought he was dead too, so I understand your pain now.” After that, she held Daisie‘s hand, trying to warm them up. “But no matter what, we still need to keep our hopes up. We can‘t just keep on escaping. After all, we need to have hope when we live, isn‘t it?”

Daisie leaned in her arms and said, “Mom, I‘m going to make our marriage public. If someone saves him and knows who he is, then they‘ll definitely send him back, right?” Maisie was stunned for a moment before she lowered her head to look at the girl in her arms. She smiled and said, “Sure, if you want to make it public, then go ahead and do it. I‘ll support

you.”

The next day, Daisie announced her marriage to Nollace. The public did not know why Daisie would suddenly expose the identity of her husband, and it caused quite a sensation across the country.

Many media outlets competed for the news. Some of them even went on to check on Nollace. They found out that he was King William‘s grandson, as well as Daisie‘s ruinored boyfriend from three years ago. The news that they had been married for a long time caused a sensation across the Internet.

Daisie left under the cameras of the reporters. If it weren‘t for her bodyguards, she might be swollen by the crowd before she could get to the car.

Daisie sat in the car and looked at the news playing on the screen of the mall building through the window.

She hoped that he would see it. At the East Islands, at the Southern manor...

The scenery along the mountain forest was stunning. It looked like an ancient town that seemed to be hidden from the world, and there were a lot of people staying there. On the cliff sat a big mansion with exquisite decoration that looked like an ancient palace. It was huge, and one could see how rich the Southerns were.

Toward the center of the island was the downtown area. It was home to the major merchant associations from both factions, shopping malls, resorts, and duty–free zones, to name a few. Transportation was also convenient. The Southerns and the Puzo Faction occupied half of the East Islands each. The harbor, the organizations, and all the shops on the northeast coast belonged to the Southerns, while the southwest side belonged to the Puzo Faction. Even though there was only one big island among the East Islands, it was as large as a big city on land.

Inside the courtyard, a middle–aged bald man was sitting in a chair. He was donned in an ordinary overall and was playing with a jade rosary pendant in his hand. The side of the courtyard was filled with carefully grown flowers and plants. There was also a green lizard in a cage next to a moss pot.

The Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 2026 The man was reading the news. He lifted his cup when his servant leaned to his ear. “Master Cameron is back, sir.”

The man hummed and finished his tea slowly. He raised his head just in time to catch a dashing young man striding into his courtyard with his hands on his back, who raised his brow and hollered, “Miss me yet, pops?”

The man placed a cover on his teacup and frowned. “Forgot your manners now that you‘ve been seeing the world for a while?”

His attention drifted to Nollace standing behind him, and he froze. He turned back to the papers and rose to his feet suddenly, grumbling, “God! I gave you one job, brat. I told you to make money, but the only currency you‘re good at is trouble, isn‘t it? You keep bringing freaks home!”

Nollace narrowed his eyes but did not say anything.

The youth circled behind the man and started massaging the latter‘s shoulders. “Whoa! Calm down, Dad. I saved him while I was at the sea, okay? You told me nobody sane and good would think saving a life is bad, remember? Rather make friends than enemies, you said. I follow your advice like the good son I am.” Sunny Southern sneered. “You mean, you ‘selectively follow my advice like the ‘selectively good‘ son you are.” He turned back to Nollace and observed the young man. Had he not read the news, he would have never guessed the kid to be a bigshot. “So, a member of the Knowles family of Yaramoor?”

Nollace gave a little nod. “Your reputation reaches me, Mr. Sunny Southern, but I didn‘t expect mine to reach you.”

The older man stood and waved. “Since my son rescued you. Since you clearly look fine and unharmed, I shall return you to your home tomorrow.” Nollace raised his eyelids. “I‘m sorry, but not so soon, sir.” Sunny regarded him pensively. A moment later, he looked away. “Come with me to my study.” Nollace nodded and followed him inside. Cameron watched the two disappearing by the door with his arms crossed. The family butler approached him apprehensively. “Master Cameron, if I may... This stranger is a little worrying. We don‘t know who he is or why he‘s here on the island. Does he have any motive?” Cameron smiled. “I bet he has a motive, all right.” His eyes drifted to the newspaper on the coffee table. He picked it up, his eyes narrowing a little in scrutiny.

Nollace and Sunny stepped into the study. One could catch a small fragment of the forest beyond the squared–shaped windows. The room was incredibly well–lit and left nothing in the shadows–its owner‘s assortment of vintage pens and brushes, his collection of books, and

the formidable arrays of antiques and calligraphies. Sunny took his seat behind the coffee table and picked up his teapot. “Tell me why you‘re adamant about staying on our island.” Nollace was candid. “I‘m looking for someone.”

Sunny pressed the lid against the pot and sloshed its content. “Oh, yes?” “His name is Donald. He escaped prison in Yaramoor, came to the East Islands, and joined Fabio Puzo.” Sunny paused in mid–action and looked up. “That Matthews kid?” Nollace was not surprised that he knew him. “So, you know him.” Sunny snorted under his breath and drank his tea. “Please. I know more than just that name. I know all about him buddying up with the Skull Club, too. The syndicate rules Southeast Eurasia and practically monopolizes its entire entertainment industry. “Matthews Sr. was where they got their money, but the Skull Club got smarter. They realized Matthews Sr. was trying to take advantage of them and got particularly incensed about him

always taking the biggest cut of the profit. “They got hostile, so Matthews Sr. got terrified of possible retribution and came to me for help. The Skull Club played nice, for my sake. Matthews Sr. would have never been able to leave Southeast Eurasia otherwise. “As for his son, Donald? He came here two years ago, seeking my protection, but I didn‘t let him stay.” Nollace fell into a pensive silence. He had already been aware that the Skull Club was helping Donald.

Bear was a Southeast Eurasian, so it seemed palpable that Donald‘s father had left his son some connections and names to fall back on in Southeast Eurasia.

The Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 2027 Naturally, the Skull Club had no problem working with Donald. Their feud was with his father several decades ago, not the son. Better yet, Donald loved raining money–he simply favored power more than wealth. If burning a hole through his wallet meant making friends in high places, then he would go through with that without batting an eye.

There was truth to his method. Had he been even a little more frugal, his entertainment business would have never flown this ligh. Who was the Skull Club to refuse his overgenerous offer of money?

The Skull Club‘s assistance and his identity as Matthews Sr.‘s son allowed him to run to the Eastern Islands. There, he revealed who he was instead of lying low–to secure a haven. As long as he remained within the Islands, the police would be powerless to catch him.

Nollace flashed a perfunctory smile. “You didn‘t help him?”

Sunny set his cup on the table. “I helped Matthews Sr. because he‘s a greedy pig at worst. He was never a murderer. He never killed anyone for money in his entire life. But Donald‘s made of different stuff, I heard. He‘s a madman who escaped prison, at the very least. Letting him stay on my island is akin to planting a ticking bomb next to my pillow.” There was a conspicuous, seconds–long pause. Sunny considered Nollace thoughtfully. “And I refuse to permit your stay, either. I know who you are. Donald went to prison because of you.”

Every media outlet in Yaramoor had reported Nollace as the man who sent Donald to prison, so the former‘s role was never a secret. No one should be surprised that Sunny knew. “Why?” Nollace asked, smiling. “Are you afraid of the storms that might happen?” Sunny deadpanned. “I‘m not afraid of storms. But it doesn‘t mean I’m a fan of chasing after them, either.”

Nollace fidgeted with his empty cup. “You and Fabio seem to be playing nice with one another in the islands, but it‘s all a farce. Still water belies dangers, doesn‘t it? Putting two kings in the same land is like storing gunpowder next to a furnace.” Sunny‘s eyelids flicked open, and he glared at him.

Nollace met his gaze with an even keel. He was not going to lose to psychological warfare. A long silence passed. Sunny narrowed his eyes before letting out a laugh. “Not bad, Mr. Knowles. You knew all about the Islands‘ politics despite having only just arrived.” “Fabio Puzo had been scheming from his den in the southwestern peninsula. He had been manipulating unions and business guilds, controlling ports and harbors. There is no way a man like that would let you live free, out of his surveillance. He speaks of a desire for peace, Mr. Southern, but in the shadow, he acts in accordance with war. He rallies as much support from the land as he can, slowly gnawing away at your power to grow slowly. “You refused to grant Donald sanctuary back then because you already knew that the Skull Club had joined Fabio‘s alliance. Donald is not a guy you can trust to have by your side,” analyzed Nollace.

He played around with his cup and broke out a smile. “If Donald manages to amass his powers again, and if he manages to gain the Orasian gangs‘ support, do you think he‘ll overlook that

time you turned him away when he sought your help?” Sunny was a little perplexed. “I doubt he‘s capable of giving Fabio what he wants.” “Fabio‘s eyes are set on the political stage, Mr. Southern. Just because Donald‘s a lame–duck right now doesn‘t mean he automatically lost his old political connections, does it?” All Donald had to do was introduce his powerful friends to Fabio, and the rest would fall into place. Shared interests could make all kinds of bedfellows, after all.

Sunny was quiet. Nollace poured a new cup of tea for him. “Besides, after knowing who Cameron really is, I think you‘ll find permitting my stay a more favorable option.” Sunny gripped his cup tightly. His brows furrowed. “Are you threatening me?” “No,” said Nollace, beckoning toward the refilled cup. “Donald is my only goal. I don‘t intend to trouble you and your family with collateral damage.” 1

Sandy stood by the pier the next day with a shawl covering half of her face. Anxious, she was waiting for the aid Donald had promised her.

A few moments later, an ocean liner moored sluggishly at the pier. Two palpably Orasian men emerged, their heads turning as though they were searching for someone. Sandy dragged her luggage behind her and approached the men immediately. “Did Donald Matthews send you?”

The men exchanged glances. “Mrs. Pruitt?” “That‘s me,” she replied hastily, smiling and lifting her luggage. “Finally. You two came.”

The Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 2028 The men moved aside, revealing a path toward the ship. “It‘s time to board your ride, ma‘am. The ship sets sail 15 minutes later.”

Sandy was more than excited to take up the offer. The men led her to her bedroom before immediately asking, “Sorry for the inconvenience, but please pass your phone to us, ma‘am.” Sandy was confused. “Why?”

“Mr. Matthews worries that someone might have bugged your phone to find out where he is. It‘s pertinent that you switch your phone off and hand it to us before we reach the Eastern Islands.”

The woman hesitated, but she remembered how cautious Donald was and obliged. The liner left the pier. The shore seemed to be retreating away while Sandy paced in her room. She felt strangely uneasy. She opened the door and walked out to the corridor before making her way to the deck.

Two men appeared to be talking to each other while smoking, but Sandy quickly realized that none of them were her previous escorts. They did not look like Orasians at all. She had never seen either of them by Donald‘s side. Sandy began to backpedal from the deck, careful to be as quiet and undetected as possible. She did not make it far before she was stopped in her tracks by a bump against her back. Her eyes twitched. She turned behind her sharply. Strangers had emerged in droves. A few men in black emerged from the floor above the deck and blocked every escape route. Quivering, Sandy asked, “W–Who are” A familiar voice answered her from above. “Don‘t recognize me already, Mrs. Pruitt?” A man was standing on the floor above the deck with his back against the light. His features were obscured by the shadow until he descended the stairs, his shirt billowing in the wind. Sandy‘s shock struck her as soon as she recognized the man. “Coleman Goldmann!?” ‘How could this be!?‘ Colton fell into steps before his bodyguard, and a smile shadowed his lips. “Curious? How did I know that you‘re the one Donald‘s hoping to receive?”

A nasty glower overcame Sandy‘s mien. “Y–You have your people following me!” she bellowed. “You promised you would let me go! You lied! You broke your own promise!” Colton‘s smile vanished. “No.You broke yours first. I simply learned from you. Besides, had I not let you go, I would have never known about your secret contact with Donald.”

The woman trembled.

“I didn‘t send anyone to follow you, Mrs. Pruitt. The only thing I did...” He produced the woman‘s phone from his pocket. “Was adding a little something to your phone. I heard everything between you and Donald. Everything.” Sandy felt her strength escaping her. Her knees had grown so weak she almost crashed onto

the floor. Never had she ever suspected herself to be caught in a trap because someone had the foresight to bug her phone.

She gnashed her teeth. “So... You would do anything it takes to send me to prison over that b* tch, Frejya?”

Colton tidied his sleeves noncommittally. “She‘s just part of the story,” he intoned. “My brother–in–law, Nollace Knowles, is still missing. Nobody knows if he‘s dead or alive.

“See, you chose to stand with Donald. That means you‘re prepared to sink with that ship.” Sandy felt a burst of emotions clocking up her throat. ‘No one knows if he‘s dead or alive‘ meant there was no certainty in his death. It suddenly occurred to her that she had been a sitting duck this whole time–since she called Donald up till the moment she received the news of Nollace‘s “death.” A hollow laugh crawled out of Sandy‘s throat. Despair... and relief. “I‘ve underestimated all of you, and God, I‘m so bitter! But it doesn‘t matter anymore, does it? I‘m dead! Doesn‘t matter if I go back or be imprisoned. What‘s left for me to fear?” 1 Colton felt a sharp sense of foreboding. Sandy pushed the bodyguards surrounding her and dove toward the rails. The men reacted quickly. They grabbed hold of her as hard as they could, and Sandy‘s body was half thrown overboard.

Below her, violent waves snarled and crashed onto one another, hungry. Had she succeeded, she would have never survived.

The Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 2029 The sea, especially within a 10–odd–mile radius where the eyes could see, was practically endless. Even a swimmer would find their strength steadily evaporating as the hope of seeing land or rescue, along with the warmth of their body, were slowly chipped away by the claws of icy water. Without ample preparations and gear, death was a surety. Two bodyguards yanked Sandy by her arm with their dear life, but the obstinate mule kicked up a rough fight. Beads of sweat bathed her hands before rolling down the arms.

Colton rushed to the railing and bellowed, “Are you suicidal!?” Sandy gave out a sheer, mirthless laugh. “I‘d rather die than see you people gloat!” Shock jolted through Colton. “Wait–” The woman pried her arm out of his grip with all her might. The force knocked her off balance, and she toppled, plunging straight into the sea below.

The water swallowed her.

It was then that several speedboats emerged from a distance. Two helicopters circled above the sea, inching close to Colton‘s ship, before another ocean liner appeared. The door to one of the helicopters opened, a ladder unfurled, and a silhouette descended upon the deck “Waylon?” Colton blurted out. His bodyguard was just as surprised. “Master Wayne?” The man in question removed his leather gloves and started toward them. “Looks like I came just in time.” The crew on a speedboat hauled Sandy out of the sea. She writhed, gagging on seawater, and threw a last–ditch struggle against her captors. “Let me go! Let me go and let me die!”

Her rescuers pinned her down and quickly tied her up. They shoved a piece of cloth into her mouth to prevent her from biting her tongue off.

In the distance, other speedboats and helicopters retreated to the newly–arrived ocean liner. Colton smiled and took a step forward. “When did you return, and how did you know I was here?”

Waylon placed his hand on his brother‘s shoulder. “Two days ago, I received some news. I rushed home, and I came as soon as I heard about you intercepting Donald‘s ship. I was worried.”

As the brothers headed inside the cabin, Colton asked, “News from who?” Waylon laughed. “Nollace, of course.”

Colton did not seem shocked at all. “Huh, the man lives.”

Waylon hummed. “He‘s in the East Islands now with the Southerns family.” The ships returned to the pier where Yaramoor embassy personnel and the Interpol waited. Sandy and some of Donald‘s men were promptly brought to the team.

The representative from the Yaramoor embassy shook hands with Waylon after the captives were transferred to them. “We cannot thank you enough for your help, Mr. Goldmann. They shall return to Yaramoor as assets to our investigation.”

“These people are all in cahoots with Donald Matthews, who‘s now hiding somewhere within the East Islands. More troubles are ahead, I‘m afraid.” The man nodded. “Afraid so. I shall report to the UN.”

The team left. The incident, as it seemed, for the time being, was settled. Waylon and Colton hurried home to the Goldmann mansion. Their appearance surprised the butler, who cried out, “You‘re back, Master Wayne?” The man in question hung his coat on the back of the couch as the butler hurriedly prepared refreshments. “You should have noticed us prior, Master Wayne.” The butler then added, “Mrs. Goldmann is at work, while Mr. Goldmann Sr. and Miss Daisie have gone fishing.”

Colton stiffened. “Fishing?” The butler sighed. “Well, Miss Daisie hasn‘t been in good spirits, Master Coleman, since Mr. Knowles‘ accident. Mr. Goldmann Sr. took the young lady out in the hopes that it could ease her nerves a little.” Colton slapped his forehead lightly. He had been in Daisie‘s shoes before that was, to be the old man‘s fishing partner. It was a torment to a man not known for his patience. He even developed a repulsion to fishing, concluding that it was the most boring time–waster ever. Their grandfather was nice to have brought Daisie out, though. Waylon took a sip of tea and laughed. “Better than cooping up at home.”

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“Bit of a waste of her several days‘ worth of tears now that we know Nollace is still alive. right?” Waylon finished.

Colton rose to his feet. “I better get to the office.” His brother considered him. “How‘s Freyja holding up?” Colton paused in his tracks. His tone was hard to decipher when he asked, “What‘s with the concern?

Waylon chuckled. “I thought it‘s quotidian for a brother to care about his sister–in–law‘s wellbeing.”

Colton told him she was fine before leaving the mansion altogether.

Somewhere in the distance, atop a quiet lake, a rustic gazebo overlooked its tranquil water. Nicholas held a fishing rod in his hand and a coffee mug in the other. Nearby, a modest array of food was spread across the table. Bodyguards guarded the gazebo from a few steps away, making sure that no one would disturb their peace.

Daisie propped her chin on the thick of her palm. She had been sitting quietly on her spot for more than half an hour by now, yet she had never seen her fishing rod do anything as much as tremble. Pouting, she murmured, “There is nothing fun about fishing.”

The old man laughed. “You just haven‘t realized it yet. To be a part of nature and its tranquility, to let the air sail through your hair, to let the sun kiss your skin–it calms the mind and body. Setting your eyes on the float, keeping thoughts out of your mind as you wonder when a fish will bite... It‘s that moment when one finally takes the bait that electrifies them. That burst of glee and success! Doesn‘t that just brighten the day? “It‘s hard for you whippersnappers. Impatient, living life in the fast lane... Like your brother! Oh, the look on his face whenever I asked him to join me on fishing!”

Daisie stared at the surface and mumbled under her breath, “Would have been more productive to have him work overtime.”

The float suddenly bobbed, and ripples spread around it.

Daisie‘s eyes widened. She could feel her rod trembling. Grinning, she pulled the line back, shouting, “It took the bite!”

A little trout hung from the hook, struggling. “I got one, Grandpa! Look!”

“Shhh! You‘re gonna chase my fish away!” Nicholas chuckled. Watching the girl‘s mood turning bright over a little fish was a joy. That tiny joy of fishing was enough, as it turned out. Daisie seemed to have forgotten all about Nollace and the dark clouds surrounding his whereabouts. Waylon enjoyed the high spirits in the gazebo as he headed their way. Smiling, he called out,“ Well, well, well! Fishing with Grandpa, are we?” Daisie turned sharply. She placed the rod down and lunged, throwing her arms around his neck and laughing. “Waylon!”

Even Nicholas was surprised. “I thought you were abroad!” Waylon let his sister squeeze him. His eyes were tender as he answered, “I came back a little ahead of schedule.” Nicholas added new bait. “That‘s a miracle. I didn‘t think that old man would let you go so soon.”

“I mean, he doesn‘t exactly have the time to micromanage me,” replied Waylon.

Daisie looked up at her brother‘s face. “How did you know we‘re here?”

“The butler snitched,” Waylon answered as he playfully patted her head. “He said you‘ve been rather crestfallen since Nollace‘s incident, so Dad persuaded you into becoming Grandpa‘s fishing partner.” Daisie hung her head in silence. An overcast shadowed her eyes. Waylon sighed. “God, once a woman sets her sight on a man, she doesn‘t even remember her brother anymore, does she?” “Really? You‘re making fun of me now?” she protested softly. “Chin up. Nollace lives. He isn‘t dead.” Daisie froze, and her eyes‘ luster seemed to be returning by the seconds as she let the revelation sink. “You‘re not joking, are you?” 1 Waylon ruffled her hair and chuckled tiredly. “Why would I? He just talked to me two days ago.”

Daisie‘s heart beat faster and livelier. The glint in her eyes returned. Nollace Knowles was alive! This was the best piece of news she could have ever had.