Ch. 21..30

The Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 21

Inside the car…

Nolan looked out of the car window absently, as if he was still pondering about what Maisie had said. Lost in his train of thoughts, he did not hear Quincy calling out to him repeatedly.

“Sir.” Quincy raised his voice.

Finally, Nolan came back to his senses and rubbed his forehead. “What is it?”

Quincy held up the phone to him. “You have a call from your father, Mr. Goldmann.”

Nolan took the phone from his hands and answered, “Dad.”

On the other side of the line, at the Goldmann family estate…

“You little rascal, did you go and knock someone’s daughter up?”

Nolan’s father sat in his backyard sipping scotch. The photo displayed on his tablet showed two kids with an uncanny resemblance to his own son.

Nolan paused and furrowed his brows. “Not that I know of.”

“Are you sure? Then how do you explain these two kids Royal Crown Entertainment Co. signed? They look just like you.”

The old man slammed his glass on the table. “I want to see these two children.”

“Dad, I haven’t slept with any women at all. These kids can’t possibly be related to me.”

Though he may once, Willow had been by his side for the past six years, and she was never

with child.

“Related or not, that shan’t concern you. I’ve already sent someone over to Royal Crown to have them picked up. You can do whatever you want.” The old man hung up.

Nolan looked up with a frown. “Drive us to the Goldmann estate.”

The car headed toward the countryside. Along the road, the scenery was serene.

Daisie leaned against the car window, taking in the scenery of the mountains and forest outside. In complete awe, she exclaimed, “All those mountains and rivers! It’s simply gorgeous!”

Waylon glanced at the bodyguard dressed in black sitting beside him and asked, “Who is asking to meet us?”

The gentle-looking old man in the driver’s seat turned around and smiled. “It’s the owner of the manor. You’ll know when you get there. Don’t worry, he’s not a bad guy.” “Mister, why do you all live in the mountains?” Daisie wondered with blinking eyes.

Taken by surprise, the old man hesitated, then answered with a smile, “The place where we live is actually called a paradise. It’s not exactly in the mountains or woods.

The Goldmann family estate was built on rich land surrounded by mountains and rivers.

Eventually, the car arrived in a quaint town. Daisie’s tiny mouth hung open, stunned by the sight of the beautiful houses. She had never seen anything quite like that.

After another stretch of road, the car finally stopped outside of a majestic mansion.

The old man got out of the car and opened the door to the backseat. The two little children stepped out of the car and gazed up at the beautiful mansion, their hearts filled with novel curiosity.

There were stone pavings on the ground at the entrance, green ivy climbing the red-brick walls, and a marble fountain splashing water high above the sky.

Lush verdant gardens lay sprawling on both sides of the stone-paved path. To the left was a perfectly landscaped medley of flowers, and to the right, amidst the greenery, a charming stone bridge hung over a crystal clear lake. At the end of the bridge stood a white pavilion.

The old man led the two children onto the bridge and made their way to the pavilion. “Sir, I‘ve brought the two children here to see you.”

Nolan’s father turned to face the children standing in front of the butler. With a flicker of surprise in his eyes, he then smiled and waved at them. “Sweet children, come to Grandpa.”

Waylon and Daisie exchanged a quick glance and walked toward the old man.

Nolan’s father studied the two children’s faces. He focused his attention on the boy’s features and asked with a smile, “What is your name, boy?”

“Waylon Vanderbilt,” Waylon answered obediently.

Nolan’s father nodded in response and looked over at the little girl. “And what about you?”

“Grandpa, my name is Daisie Vanderbilt!” Daisie blinked. It was as if there was a brilliant galaxy of stars hidden in her eyes.

Nolan’s father chuckled with joy and ushered the children to sit next to him.

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Daisie turned her head to look at him. “We, too, have also seen a man who looks a lot like us.”

“Oh?” Nolan’s father was just about to pose his question when he heard the loud greeting of the bodyguard standing by the garden. “Good day, Mr. Goldmann.”

Nolan marched right into the pavilion. He glanced at the two children sitting next to his old man and finally said, “Dad, how could you bring these children here without asking?”

“And why can‘t I? These children look just like you, so I invited them over to be my guests. Is there a problem?”

Nolan‘s father patted Daisie’s head, then gave each of the children a slice of frosted cake.“ Here, have a bite. This is the best frosted cake in town.”

“Thank you, Grandpa!”

The two kids took the cake offered to them. With a loud nom, Daisie held the cake in her palm, unable to wait a moment longer, and took a huge bite.

Nolan felt helpless. He had not expected his father to bring them all the way here just because of a photo he saw.

“Wait here, you two munchkins. Grandpa will be back real soon.”

As soon as Nolan’s father finished speaking, he got up and faced Nolan. “Come with me.”

Watching them walk off, Daisie turned to face Waylon. “Is this man really our grandpa? From the looks of it, he seems to like us very much.”

“Mm–hmm, as long as Grandpa likes us enough, we’ll be able to acknowledge our daddy and kidnap him home with us.“ Daisie nodded in agreement. Meanwhile, in the study…

“Dad, they really are unrelated to me. You can’t just bring the kids over just because they resemble me. If their parents start to worry about them,”

Before Nolan could finish speaking, his father interrupted him. “What are you panicking for? I couldn‘t care less about whether they are yours. What matters is that I like those kids.”

Sitting behind the desk, he looked at Nolan. “You’re not getting any younger either. If you had gotten married sooner, your kids would’ve been their age by now.”

Nolan kept quiet.

“Son, are you a hundred percent sure that you never had children with other women? Because both Waylon Vanderbilt’s eyes and Daisie Vanderbilt’s features seem to me like they inherited those from you.”

Nolan was startled. “What did you say their last name was?”

Was it Van Der Beek or Vanderbilt?

“You haven’t read their information when everything was right beneath your eyes?” Nolan’s father tapped the documents on his desk.

He had purposely sent someone to the Royal Crown just to obtain background information on the two kids.

Nolan held the document in his hand-Name: Waylon Vanderbilt, Daisie Vanderbilt, both five years old!

Hugging the chessboard in her arms, Daisie walked toward the study room door. She poked her little head through the opening. “Grandpa, I want to play chess with you!”

Nolan’s father was taken by surprise. He smiled and stood up. “Sure, Grandpa would love to play with you.”

Neglecting his own son, the old man followed Daisie out the door.

Nolan turned around to see them walk off. His gaze once again fixed on the papers in his hands. He had not read their information at the time, so he had no idea what their family name was.

As it turned out, they were Vanderbilts… and they were both five.

Five years old. Had Willow been pregnant six years ago, followed by a ten-month pregnancy, the child would have been born the following summer, meaning the kid would be five years old today!

However, Willow was never pregnant. The woman in that room six years ago should be Willow, so what had gone wrong?

Nolan made his way to the garden. He watched the two kids sitting in the garden, playing chess with his father. Waylon stood beside Daisie. He looked just like a mini bodyguard.

“Daisie, who taught you how to play?” “Mommy!” Daisie replied proudly. “Not only does she know how to play chess, but she can also play nine men’s morris!”

“Hahaha! And I thought you youngsters these days wouldn’t know how to enjoy a good game o f chess.”

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“On the contrary, Mommy said that we should always learn a thing or two about our ancestry. In fact, Mommy is a fan of antiques. Otherwise, Mommy couldn’t have come up with her unique designs of ‘Victorian-style antique jewelry‘ back in Stoslo.”

Nolan’s father chuckled. “Then, I would really love to meet your mommy one day.”

Daisie felt triumphant as she had finally gotten her grandpa’s attention on Mommy!

Nolan glanced at Waylon, who was standing beside him. The little boy raised his hand and wiped his cheek, then he turned around and gave Nolan a seemingly unfriendly glare.

Unexpectedly, the boy’s glare reminded Nolan of someone else.

“The last time I saw you, you had a mole on the corner of your eye.”

Waylon rubbed the corner of his eye and said defensively, “I drew that on.”

“Grandpa, you lost!” Daisie giggled happily.

Little did she know, the old man had let her win. Seeing the little girl laugh so gleefully, he somehow found himself laughing along with her. Perhaps he was getting old and starting to like the idea of spending time with a granddaughter.

It was getting late, so Nolan sent Waylon and Daisie back to Seaview Villa.

“We’ll be going now, mister. Goodbye!”

Daisie waved at him. Holding her brother’s hand, the two of them hopped their way into the front porch.

Nolan did not drive off immediately. Instead, he was lost in his thoughts while he watched their backs as they entered the front door. He had never suspected them of being his own children, but when he found out they were Vanderbilts, he began to wonder… 2

He took out his cellphone and called Willow.

At the Vanderbilt manor…

“Nolan asked again about what happened six years ago?” Leila walked toward Willow and sat down beside her with a nervous expression.

Willow nodded and bit her lip. “I don’t know why, but I have a feeling that Nolan is a little suspicious of me. Especially since that b*tch, Maisie, came back, he’s been paying her a lot of attention!”

That night when Nolan had asked about Maisie, she had made up a story, giving Nolan the false impression that what had happened back then was all a scheme laid out by Maisie. She repulsed him.

However, as they had been leaving the Vanderbilt manor, she followed them out. To her surprise, she had seen the two of them getting in the same car before driving off. Nolan had not come home that night.

She had been too afraid to ask Nolan, so obviously, she could only question Maisie.

Leila‘s face turned gloomy. “Hmph, I knew it! That little b*tch was plotting against us. That day at the dinner, she was clearly trying to sabotage us, giving us a motive so that Nolan would suspect us.”

“We can’t let her carry on thinking she can do whatever she wants. With that sl*tty face of hers, how could any man not succumb to her seductions if they spent enough time with her?

“Mom, I’ve tried driving that b*tch away, but she‘s just too capable. I can‘t beat her at all.”

Willow’s patience was wearing thin. With Nolan calling today and questioning her about the incident six years ago, it was only a matter of time before Nolan learned the truth.

Leila stood up and paced back and forth with a hand on her chin. As if something suddenly clicked in her head, she sneered. “Willie, do you still have the phone number of that old fellow?”

Willow stuttered, “Mr. Baldwin?”

“Yes, after all, Mr. Baldwin had been drooling over that little sl*t for such a long time. He must feel unsatisfied that he lost his chance to sleep with her six years ago. How about we set her u p again? This time, it has to be flawless. We’ll get her so good, she won’t be able to worm her way out!”

Maisie sat in her office sketching design ideas. Ever since her mother’s passing, Vaenna Jewelry had been unable to produce jewelry unique enough to form its own signature style.

After Luxella had debuted with their Victorian-style jewelry, Maisie had not created other styles of jewelry since.

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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.

At the headquarters of Blackgold Group, Nolan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring out at the downtown view. He turned the black ring on this index finger. Through the reflection of the windows, he saw Quincy appear.

“Mr. Goldmann, I’ve had someone in 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 deliberately kept it hidden.”

Nolan turned sideways and glanced at him. “Are you saying someone put a data lock on her profile?”

Quincy 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 indeed Zora.

“But… you asked me to check if she had given birth in Stoslo. I was unable to confirm that, even after going through all the hospitals in the country.”

Quincy had gone through hell. A hacker must have had her private data locked away, or he would have been able to dig up more dirt. Nolan said nothing more.

Not only were they unable to identify the mother of those two kids, but they also hardly found much regarding Maisie Vanderbilt or any details about her life for that matter.

Still, those two children carried the Vanderbilt name, and the only Vanderbilt he had slept with was Willow Vanderbilt…

“Mr. Goldmann, you seem rather concerned about Miss Maisie Vanderbilt…” Quincy could not help but speak his mind.

Nolan looked up and glanced straight at him. “Are you feeling idle these days?”

Quincy shook his 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 you’ll excuse me.”

He did not want to end up like his brother, Hans Lawson, who had been sent to the North Pole to count stars.

Later that night, at a karaoke bar… Maisie followed Willow into a private suite. When Mr. Baldwin saw that Willow had brought a special guest, he stood up. “Look who it is! You’re finally here.”

“Mr. Baldwin, I brought my little sister with me to discuss our contract. There was heavy traffic on our way over, hope we didn’t keep you waiting too long.”

Willow took the initiative and sat next to the man.

Mr. Baldwin’s eyes were glued to Maisie‘s body. It had only been six years, yet Maisie Vanderbilt had become even more stunning than before.

That hourglass figure, that face, everything about her was absolutely perfect!

The insatiable hunger to devour this sultry goddess began to grow in him. 1

Willow could not help but feel irritated when she saw Mr. Baldwin ogle all over Maisie. His eyes were almost bulging out of his head.

Maisie was undoubtedly a man-eating succubus.

“Nice to meet you, Miss Vanderbilt. I’m Sergio Baldwin. I know your father. I believe we‘ve met before.” Mr. Baldwin stretched out his hand to greet her.

“Oh, nice to meet you too.” Maisie’s response was cold but polite. 1

After they shook hands, Sergio was reluctant to let go.

Maisie furrowed her brows and pulled her hand out from his grasp. She walked to the side

and sat down. “I was told that you’re interested in sponsoring Vaenna Jewelry on an advertising platform?”

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Sergio smiled and nodded. “That is correct. Knowing that Miss Vanderbilt had returned to Vaenna Jewelry, I was hoping for a chance to collaborate, with you, specifically.”

Willow sneered mockingly. Sergio Baldwin was 49 years old and turning 50. The son he had with his ex-wife had only just turned 18. Rumour had it that he never learned to keep it in his pants and had one too many women on the side. Eventually, his ex-wife had snapped and asked for a divorce.

On Sergio had met Maisie during Stephen’s birthday banquet a few years back, and since then, h e could not get her off of his mind. He would even ask Willow about her every now then. Because of that, Willow had Maisie drugged the last time just to give Mr. Baldwin a chance to bag her. It was a pity he had let that opportunity slide.

“Because of me?” Maisie chortled. “Mr. Baldwin, hearing you say that flatters me.”

“Zee, Mr. Baldwin admires your talent,” explained Willow while she poured Mr. Baldwin a glass of wine and handed it to him. “Mr. Baldwin, for your generosity of providing Vaenna an advertising platform and investing in the company, as the director of Vaenna, I would like to give a toast to you.” 1

“Well, when you put it like that, cheers!” Mr. Baldwin was feeling festive. He chugged down the entire glass of wine in one breathe.

Willow looked at Maisie. “Zee, I know you don’t drink, so I ordered a juice for you instead.” Holding up the two glasses of juice, she handed the one on her right to Maisie.

Mr. Baldwin had prepared the juice and had specifically told her that the glass on the left was “clean”. Maisie took the juice from Willow‘s hand and lifted the glass against her lips, gently tilting it downward. But before the juice touched her lips, a wave of nausea suddenly hit her, and she gagged. Sergio and Willow were stunned by her sudden reaction.

Maisie patted her chest and placed the juice back down, then she smiled and said, “Sorry about that, I haven’t eaten anything yet. My tummy is acting up. Do you mind if we have something to nibble on?”

Sergio was taken aback for a moment, then nodded understandingly. “Yes, of course. Willow, g o get the waiter.”

Willow felt irritated for being bossed around, but she held it in. Obediently, she went to call the waiter.

Maisie turned her gaze to Sergio. “Mr. Baldwin, could you pick a song for me? How about’ Sweet Dreams’.”

“Sure, as you wish.”

After all, the little lamb was already in the lion’s den. There was no way she could escape. As Mr. Baldwin got up and walked toward the karaoke machine, Maisie quickly swapped her juice with Willow’s.

A second after she swapped drinks, Willow walked in

When Willow saw Maisie sipping on the juice, her eyes lit with triumph

“Zee, I ordered some food for you. Why don’t you drink the juice after you’ve eaten? After all, a chilled drink on an empty stomach is bad for you.” Maisie smiled and put her glass down. “Sure.”

Half an hour later, their glasses were empty, and most of the food had already been eaten

Just then, Maisie’s phone suddenly rang. She stood with her phone in her hand ‘Excuse me, I have to take this outside. I’ll be right back.”

Willow watched Maisie walk off and stood up to follow her. However, Sergio pulled her back down. “Where do you think you’re going?”

“I can’t let her get away.”

“She drank the juice. Where could she possibly run off to? Besides, even if she does leave, III still have you, won‘t I?” Sergio Baldwin looked at her and let out a sinister cackle

Having finished her own glass of juice, the dumbfounded Willow turned her head around” You… What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Do you think I‘m an idiot? Obviously, I spiked both drinks. Just in case she runs, I’ll have you to make up for it.” Sergio pulled her into his arms.

Willow struggled with all her might. “Don‘t you know that I’m with Nolan Goldmann!”

“So what? Nolan is never going to marry a b*stard daughter like you. Besides, it’s not like we‘ve never slept together before. When you came to me asking for money back then, didn’t you spend the night with me?”

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Sergio was never planning to let either one of the Vanderbilt daughters get away tonight. He could just wait until the other one came back, then ravage the both of them!

Willow struggled for a little while before the fast-acting drug took effect. Her body went limp. Too weak to move, her still body leaned against him. Sergio pinned her down. “Come to daddy.” In the ladies’ washroom…

Maisie knelt in front of the toilet. Holding her throat, she puked out every last bit of the juice. She stood up slowly by supporting her hands on the wall.

“D*mn it, both of the juices were spiked!”

Not only was Sergio out to get her, but he was also targeting Willow!

Hah! Willow had wanted to set her up. But no way in hell was Maisie going to just sit there and be played. Willow could have a taste of her own medicine, all by herself!

Maisie washed her face. Feeling slightly sober, she got out of that hellhole as fast as she could.

Standing by the road, Maisie tried to hail a cab, but all the passing cabs were already occupied.

Her head was starting to feel dizzy.

She gave up and lowered her body to her knees.

Quincy drove by and saw the woman crouching by the street with one hand waving. She looked familiar. He took a closer look and was shocked. “Isn’t that Miss Maisie Vanderbilt?

Nolan looked over, his eyes dimmed. “Stop the car.”

Quincy parked the car by the road. Nolan stepped and strode toward Maisie.

Did this woman have too much to drink?

Hearing someone call out her name, Maisie instantly lifted her head up and stared blankly into his eyes.

Perhaps it was because of her flushed cheeks that the state of her drunken stupor somehow seemed incredibly seductive. Nolan swallowed a nervous gulp and pulled her up from the ground. “What are you doing on the ground? Don’t you know how dangerous it is out here?”

Any man would take advantage of a drunken girl crouching at the side of the road, let alone someone like her.

Maisie shook her head with all her might and shrugged off his helping hand. “Get away from me, just leave me alone.”

She turned to leave, but Nolan pulled her back. Maisie lost her balance and fell into his embrace.

Gazing down at the woman in his arms, her skin so soft against his, Nolan felt his body stiffening. Even when Willow had hugged him the other night, it was nothing as intense as what he was feeling now.

He was about to lose his mind.

Nolan lifted her back to her feet in one fell swoop, placing both hands on his shoulders. “Miss Vanderbilt, you think that just because you—”

Upon seeing the blood trickling from Maisie’s chewed-up fingers, Nolan’s brows scrunched u p. Holding her hands down, he growled, “Have you gone mad?”

“Take me to the hospital, please.” Maisie spoke in a gentle and soft voice. Unlike her usual arrogant demeanor, she was sincerely begging for help.

It finally dawned on him that something was really wrong with her, so Nolan quickly took her to his car. “Hospital, now.”

Quincy had no idea what was happening, but he quietly obeyed. At the hospital..

Maisie was lying in the bed of a private ward. After the nurse gave her an IV drip, she turned t o look at the two men. Maybe it was because Quincy was standing closer to Maisie that the nurse questioned him, “Are you the boyfriend?”

“Huh?” Not knowing what to say, Quincy gaped at Nolan.

The nurse looked down at the examination report and said, “How could you make your girlfriend take such analeptics? Things like these require mutual consent. I get that you might want to spice up your love life, but these drugs are harmful to the body. My advice, stay away.”

“No, wait, I…” Quincy‘s face blushed red like a tomato. He had never even been defiled! The nurse’s judging tone made him feel impure!

The nurse ignored his attempt to clarify himself and walked off. Looking humiliated, he turned his head around. “Mr. Goldmann…” “Wait outside.”Nolan sent him away.

Quincy kept his mouth shut. ‘Oh, come on!‘ He left the room immediately.

Nolan gazed down at the unconscious woman for a long while. He never had the chance to properly look at her face before this. Each time they met, she would always have her teeth bared, claws out, ready to pounce.

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Nolan never knew this woman could look so serene and gentle asleep.

He glanced at the bite marks on her fingers. Was it because she was drugged and had to resort to such methods just to keep herself awake? How did someone as sharp-witted as her end up being preyed on?

If he had not run into her tonight, or worse still, if she had not escaped, then she would have…

Maisie’s brows suddenly scrunched up, and her lashes trembled. It seemed like she was having a nightmare.

“No!” Hearing her scream, Nolan leaned closer to her. “Maisie?”

In her dream, Maisie yet again saw the man ravaging her that fateful night six years ago, but this time the man was faceless…

Maisie opened her eyes. She was frightened by the magnified face before her eyes, so she lifted her hand instinctively. “Ahhh!”

“Mr. Goldmann, is everything okay…” Hearing the commotion inside, Quincy barged in through the door. The moment he walked in, he saw a swollen red slap mark on Nolan’s cheek. He quickly turned to leave, shutting the door tightly behind him.

Mr. Goldmann had been slapped in the face. No way was Quincy telling anyone that! So, he saw nothing!

Maisie finally came back to her senses. Seeing the storm clouds surrounding Nolan, she blurted awkwardly, “Haha… Why did you suddenly get so close? For a second there, I thought you were a ghost…”

Nolan brushed his fingers against his throbbing cheek and looked up at her. “This is the kindness I get in return for sending you to the hospital?”

“Well, that was completely unintentional,” Maisie said in her defense. She lifted her face forward. “How about you give me a slap, and we call it even?”

Nolan was done talking to her. He preferred her best when she was asleep.

“What were you doing at a karaoke bar?” Nolan asked.

Maisie smiled politely. “What‘s the point in telling you? You wouldn’t be pleased with my answer anyway.”

She turned away and laid back down. She waved him away. “I‘ll just rest here for a while more. You, kind sir, may leave now.”

Nolan seriously wanted to strangle this ungrateful woman.

He had sent her to the hospital, yet now that she was well and about, she immediately pushed him away?

Nolan walked out of the ward. Quincy, who was patiently waiting outside the door, continued pretending not to see the swollen red mark on his face. “Mr. Goldmann, shall we head back?”

“You stay back. Send her home once she wakes up.”

Quincy was too lost for words to utter a response.

Clutching her waist, the disheveled Willow stumbled out of the karaoke bar entrance, furiously cursing through gritted teeth, “Maisie, you cursed b*tch. If it weren’t for you…”

If Maisie had not escaped, she would not have fallen into the groping hands of Sergio Baldwin!

No way in hell was she going to let Maisie get away with it!

When Maisie finally woke up again, it was already ten at night. Carrying her cellphone in one hand, she walked out of the ward. To her surprise, Quincy was sitting upright on the corridor bench. “What are you still doing here?”

‘Isn’t that Nolan’s personal assistant?’ Maisie wondered.

Quincy got up slowly and said reluctantly, “Mr. Goldmann wanted me to give you a ride home.”

‘I know! That’s so sweet of him! I’m so touched, I could cry!‘ was what he imagined her response would be. After all, Mr. Goldmann hardly ever cared about the women he met.

“Oh, I see. Well, let‘s go then.”

Maisie waved her hand, signaling for him to come. No sign of overwhelming gratitude. Instead, she acted as if this was all well-deserved and treated Quincy like he was a free Uber ride. Quincy let out a sigh.

Just another ordinary day in his pitiful life.

Quincy drove Maisie to the address she had given him. After Maisie got off, she dug through her purse and placed $2 on the passenger seat. “For the ride. Drive safe.”

Quincy picked up the crumpled dollar bills, so deformed there were little tears from the folds. His heart screamed in frustration. is barely enough for gas! ‘And this is a luxury car! No, wait… What do I care? I’m not an Uber driver!

‘Hold up, this neighborhood she lives in…’ Quincy was confused. ‘Miss Maisie Vanderbilt is staying in Seaview Villa, too? What are the odds?’

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The next day-in the conference room of Blackgold headquarters.

The process of this serious meeting was equivalent to 30 minutes of torture for those in the room, especially since a gloomy aura was permeating from the person sitting in the center seat, which made the executives on both sides quiver.

Nolan’s head was not in the meeting at all. Instead, it was occupied with a certain cursed woman from last night. Just because he had had a lewd dream all night long, as if he were possessed, all he could see was that woman’s face. He must be going insane.

When the meeting finally ended, Nolan returned to his office with his jaw clenched. Holding a bunch of documents, Quincy walked in. “Mr. Goldmann, you’re back from the meeting.”

“Yeah.” Nolan sat back in his chair impetuously. “We‘re going swimming tonight.”

Quincy paused midway while flipping through the documents in his hands and looked up.” What? Why the sudden urge to swim?”

Nolan hesitated before looking up with a straight face and spitting out the words. “To cool off.”

Quincy muttered, “Oh!” As if something came to mind, he exclaimed, “By the way, sir, when I sent Miss Vanderbilt home last night,”

“Stop, don‘t speak of that woman.” Nolan was in no mood to hear her name. Quincy kept his mouth shut. Alright, maybe he was talking too much.

“If you‘re sure about swimming tonight, then I‘ll cancel your RSVP for Mr. Boucher‘s birthday Though, Mr. Goldmann Snr really wanted you to be there.” Seeing Nolan‘s irritable expression, Quincy immediately stopped talking. He was only a messenger At Vaenna Jewelry… While Maisie was passing through the corridor, a couple of employees walked past her, and she overheard their chatter.

“Have you seen Director Vanderbilt today? She’s a stick of walking dynamite. Nothing ever pleases her. She’s so hot-tempered when she’s hardly capable herself.”

“Too bad she had to be a Vanderbilt. We‘ll just have to bear with it.”

Maisie came to a halt and gave them a glance. As if a thought suddenly came to mind, she marched toward Willow’s office. “I said to leave me alone!” Without even looking, Willow threw a folder on her table in the direction of the door. It landed right by Maisie’s feet.

Maisie picked up the folder and smiled. “It’s only morning. What got you so riled up?” ‘Ah, Maisie, it’s you.”

The events of the night before flashed through Willow‘s head. With a surge of rage, she marched toward Maisie and lifted her hand up, charging for a slap.

Maisie swiftly stopped the incoming slap. “Did someone unleash the hounds of hell? Weren’t you the one who tried to set me up last night?”

She had fallen for it once six years ago. Did Willow think she would fall for the same trick twice?

Only an idiot would be that stupid.

“I… I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Willow felt too drained to argue.

“Then what are you mad at me for?” Maisie stared right into her eyes. “Unless… I wasn’t the only one drugged?”

“You…” Willow stammered. She certainly could not let Maisie know what had gone down between her and Mr. Baldwin last night!

She pulled her hand back. “Did you think Mr. Baldwin wouldn’t come after you again just because you got away last night? Once he lays his eyes on something, he’ll do whatever it

takes to get it!”

The corner of Maisie’s lips curled into a sneer. “Just as well. Those who lay eyes on me tend t o go through hell.”

The blood drained from Willow’s face. Why was this b*tch so difficult to deal with!?

“Ah, right. I‘m rehiring an old staff member. Could you sign off on this?” Maisie held out the papers in front of her face.

Without even looking, Willow replied, “Over my dead body.”

“Oh, never mind then. I guess I‘ll just ask Nolan.” As Maisie was about to put the papers away, Willow snatched them from her hand and signed immediately, not even bothering to read the document.

Right then, she looked just like Maisie when she had been threatened to sign the other day.

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Maisie walked out and shut the door to Willow’s office.

Looking at the document Willow had signed, Maisie smirked. Dealing with simpletons was so mundane.

Just then, à call from Ryleigh came through.

Maise walked toward the stairs before she picked up the call.

“Zee, could you come with me to my Uncle Boucher‘s birthday party tonight? I told my dad that I would bring the infamous designer, Zora. He‘s been wanting to meet you since forever!”

Hearing how excited Ryleigh was, Maisie answered reluctantly, “But I don‘t even know the Bouchers…”

“But I do! Since you‘re back in the country, you should get to know more people. Who knows? You might even meet your soulmate tonight!”

“I’m a mother of three kids. What soulmate?” Maisie sighed.

“Aww, Zee! Come on! Say you‘ll go?”

She could never win against Ryleigh. Thus, Maisie had no choice but to accompany her best friend.

*****

Mr. Boucher’s birthday banquet was held at the Regal Ballroom. The Bouchers were the real nobility here in the royal capital. The other elite families around paled in comparison to them. Even the Goldmanns-who held great authority in Bassburgh and ranked alongside the Bouchers-would not risk offending them. However, the Goldmanns trod in business while the Bouchers were in politics. There was generally no conflict of interest between the two.

Everyone in Bassburgh knew the Bouchers had two sons. The eldest, Helios Boucher, was an A-list film star in the entertainment industry of Zlokova who had won awards for two film festivals. He was known as the nation’s hunk with over two hundred million fans. Not to mention, he was also a singer and a shareholder of Royal Crown Entertainment Co.

It seemed Mr. Boucher’s birthday was exclusive only to the rich and powerful. Ordinary elite families like the Vanderbilts did not fit the required eligibility. “Zee, hurry up!” Ryleigh, who was walking up the stairs, turned to hurry Maisie out of the car. The moment she stepped out, Ryleigh‘s jaw hung ajar. Maisie wore a graceful black and gold dress with a deep neckline and a cinched waist, showing off her slender body. The bottom of the skirt bloomed like a trumpet flower, its petal veins lined with a layer of shimmering gold.

t was as if she was wearing a galaxy of stars. The black flower diamond earrings swayed with every step she took. Along with the delicate makeup she had on, she was beautiful, like a goddess who had come alive from an ancient Greek sculpture.

Seeing Ryleigh gaping back at her, Maisie knocked her head with the clutch in her hand.“ What are you staring at?”

Ryleigh pretended to faint and leaned against her shoulder, taking advantage of her. “Why am I not a man? How infuriating! I‘m so jealous of the lucky b*stard who gets to end up with you.”

Marrying such a perfect wife was like hitting the jackpot!

Maisie put her arms around Ryleigh and said jokingly, “If you really want to be a man, all you have to do is undergo surgery. Your father might even be happy when he realizes he has another son.”

Ryleigh pursed her lips. Linking her arm through Maisie’s, they entered the venue together.

Naturally, Maisie’s appearance attracted the eyes of many men around her, who either looked amazed or were in complete awe. Standing among the crowd, she became a bright iridescent ray of light-impossible to be lost in the shadows.

Ryleigh smirked. “I’ll say, bringing you with me really does light up the scene.”

Maisie’s beauty outshone Willow by a million miles!

“Looks to me, these people here are no ordinary joes?” Maisie could tell, judging from their gestures and the grandeur of this banquet.

“Why, of course! It‘s Uncle Boucher‘s birthday. Only high–ranking officials and the super-rich and powerful are invited. You certainly won’t find any lightweights swarming the place. Even the Vanderbilts could never step foot in here.”

Maisie chuckled. “You do know I’m a Vanderbilt too, right?”

“You’re different. You’re here as the infamous designer Zora, who was received by the royals o fStoslo. You definitely qualify!” Ryleigh assured her.

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At that moment, two men stood above the stairwell.

Leaning against one arm and holding a wine glass in the other, the man in the navy blue suit lowered his gaze onto the mesmerizing silhouette amidst the crowd. He turned to look at Nolan. Lifting up his wrist, he glanced at his watch. Nolan had been staring at the woman for over ten minutes.

“That woman does look rather beautiful.”

“Mm,” Nolan answered faintly.

He had noticed her as soon as she walked in. Whenever the woman moved in the crowd, the gaze of every man around her followed, eyes burning with lust. Without needing any feigned effort to charm or be flirtatious, her just standing there was enough to keep all eyes on her.

Helios Boucher looked at him with a glimpse of surprise. “How rare of you to actually find a woman attractive!”

For all the years he had known Nolan, never had he heard the man agree out loud to a woman being beautiful. Not even Willow, who was always by his side.

Nolan finally looked away. He finished the glass of wine in his hand and placed it down. Then, he turned around and strode down the stairs.

The corner of Helios‘ lips curled into a smirk as he looked at those gorgeous, dewy eyes. Maisie was laughing and chatting merrily away. A woman so perfectly breathtaking with a smile so alluring. No wonder Nolan could not stand still.

“Dad, this is the infamous Miss Zora, whom I met in Stoslo.”

After being introduced by his daughter, Russell Hill smiled and raised his glass. “So you’re the jewelry designer, Zora. My daughter’s told me so much about you. Seeing you in person, I have to say, you are indeed astounding.”

Maisie nodded with a grin. “Mr. Hill, you flatter me.”

Ryleigh was smiling from ear to ear until she saw the man behind Maisie, leaving her feeling completely deflated.

Russell lifted his glass politely in the man’s direction. “Mr. Goldmann.”

Taken by surprise, Maisie stepped aside and turned to look at Nolan. ‘Bloody h*11! This man is like a phantom who just won’t stop haunting me!

Nolan gave her a passing glance, and then he looked back at Russell before clinking their glasses.

He held the wine glass against his lips and saw Ryleigh. “This is…” CAS?

Russell introduced them with a smile. “This is my daughter, Ryleigh Hill.”

A wave of embarrassment washed over Ryleigh’s face. ‘Oh, crap!

“Ah, I see, you’re Miss Hill.” Nolan took a sip of wine and cracked a smirk. “I bumped into Miss Hill not so long ago at the police station.”

” Russell glared at Ryleigh. “Did you get yourself into trouble again?”

Ryleigh made a pitiful pouting face and hid behind Maisie. “Dad, I swear I didn’t. It was all a misunderstanding!”

Maisie glanced at Nolan, who seemed to be enjoying this. She turned to face Russell and feigned a grin. “Mr. Hill, Ryleigh was at the station because of me. I accidentally crashed into Mr. Goldmann’s car. She was only there to help me.”

Looking rather disconcerted, Russell nodded.

Nolan looked at her. This woman would actually sacrifice herself just to protect a friend.’

“It sure is lively over here.” A voice slowly came close.

A man wearing a tailored navy blue suit approached them. The man exuded elegance. He had flawlessly sculpted features, a face so immaculately handsome it was beyond words. With his innate grace and nobility, along with that dreamy face, he seemed heaven-sent.

How should one describe him? He was the very definition of a prince charming who had stepped out of a fairytale. He was flawless. 1

Helios Boucher-Maisie had been aware of his identity since a long time ago. After all, he was a famous singer and an award-winning actor. He only ever appeared in exceptional films. She had seen him in movies, playing a bunch of different characters, but never in real life.

Moreover, his name was befitting of his persona, Helios-the sun god. Like the first rays of the morning sun illuminating the dark.