“Where’s my grandfather?”
*Elder Master Goldmann just went to bed for a nap,” Mr. Cheshire replied.
“What about Maisie? Didn’t my grandfather summon her over?”
Seeing that Nolan was anxious about this matter, Mr. Cheshire grinned. “Elder Master Goldmann did
summon Ms. Vanderbilt back here, but don’t worry, he didn’t make things difficult for her. Instead, he took
a step backward and agreed to your marriage.”
A hint of surprise flashed across Nolan’s eyes. He then thought of something and asked in an indifferent
tone, “Did he name any condition?
‘Judging from Grandpa’s temperament, he must have agreed with our marriage only after some
compromises were made.’
Mr. Cheshire nodded. “Elder Master Goldmann agreed only after seeing Ms. Vanderbilt’s fimm stand in
the Goldmanns position. He was afraid that the de Armas would use Ms. Vanderbilt to deal with you.
“Ms. Vanderbilt promised that she wouldn’t let the de Armas succeed in doing so, and Elder Master
Goldmann asked her to promise him that before he nodded.”
Mr. Cheshire thought of something and added, “By the way, is Ms. Vanderbilt’s father all right? In fact,
Elder Master Goldmann went to talk to Ms. Vanderbilt’s father the other day because Ms. Summers said
something to him before that. Elder Master Goldmann didn’t know about Ms. Vanderbilt’s father’s injury
up until now. Come to think of it, it was such a coincidence.”
Nolan’s eyes turned gloomy, but he did not have the time to think anymore. “Where’s Zee?”
“Ms. Vanderbilt left a while back.”
Nolan quickly walked out of the courtyard and received a call from Quincy as soon as he exited the
mansion.
Quincy said something to Nolan, and the latter’s expression tumed cold as if it had been covered in
snow. At the same time, the air pressure surrounding him dropped abruptly.
When Maisie opened her eyes and regained consciousness, she found herself in a vacant and
unrenovated building.
Her hands were bound, and she could barely break free.
Someone appeared outside all of a sudden.
“Maisie Vanderbilt, you’ve finally fallen into my hands, haven’t you?” Willow’s voice sounded sharp and
loud.
One of the two men following Willow was the man who was in the driver’s seat.
Only then did Maisie realize something.
‘It seemed that the accident that I ran into was part of a scheme.’
Maisie took a deep breath, looked at Willow, and asked calmly, “So you’re the one who planned it?”
Willow walked in front of her with her arms crossed. There was a hint of ruthlessness in her smirk. “So
what if it’s me?”
She stepped forward, raised her arm to slap Maisie, and asked viciously, “Aren’t you very imposing all
the time? How does it feel to be slapped now?”
She then slapped her again after saying so.
A flushed mark appeared on both Maisie’s cheeks, one on each side. She licked the inner wall of her
cheeks with the tip of her tongue and then clicked her tongue.
She looked up at Willow and laughed out loud. “You tied me up just to get your revenge with these two
slaps?”
This peal of laughter infuriated Willow, so she raised her hand and slapped her again.
Her sharp fingernails scraped Maisie’s cheek, and a shallow wound appeared.
Willow grabbed Maisie’s hair and said fiercely, “You never thought you would end up in this situation
today, right? Bitch, I might’ve failed to kill that three bastards of yours, but I won’t miss my shot this time
around.”
Even though Maisie seemed to be in a discomfiture at the moment, she was still exuding a cold, arrogant
aura as if she had no plant o yield
Maisie’s expression tumed sulky and frigid, especially after Willow admitted her previous scheme. “So
you’re the person who plotted that accident?”.
“Hahaha, that’s right, but what can you do about it?” Willow jerked her hair. “Are you feeling bad for
them? It’s a pity that I couldn’t hurt those two little bästards.
Maisie’s eyes looked gloomy and cold.
‘It’s really her.’
“Oh, by the way, about Dad.. Oh no, he’s no longer my father. The accident that caused Stephen to be
hospitalized was also my doing.”
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