“T’ll treat my elders how they treat me.
You’ve never treated me as your granddaughter since I was a child anyway.
Why do you think I should be nice?” Madam Vanderbilt had never seen nor carried her since her birth
just because she was a girl.
She had still been young and didn’t understand much then.
She would still return home for Thanksgiving with her parents.
However, she had seen and remembered how Madam Vanderbilt treated her mother.
Marina would be calm and not care much about Madam Vanderbilt.
Maybe that was the reason Madam Vanderbilt thought that she was a lot like her mother.
Maisie had been under the impression that her mother’s coldness to the Vanderbilts was mainly due to
her father’s infidelity with Leila.
“Zee, how could you argue with your grandmother?” Leila was still trying to stay in Madam Vanderbilt’s
good books and acted as the good daughter-in-law.
“I’m just being honest.” Maisie crossed her arms and said bluntly, “It’s impossible for me to give Vaenna
away.
Even if Dad didn’t leave it to me, I’d still find a way to take it back.” No one could stop her.
“How dare you!” Madam Vanderbilt sneered.
“Why wouldn’t I dare?” Maisie said that in a resolute tone, turned around, and left.
Right after she left, Madam Vanderbilt lost it and started shattering all the dishes on the table.
Leila was startled but tried to console her.
“Mother, don't be angry.
We'll find a way to take care of her.” Madam Vanderbilt calmed down after hearing what she said.
“This girl really has Marina’s blood.
You're right.
We'll find a way to take care of her.” Maisie walked out of the restaurant, but she suddenly stopped at
the car park, turned around, and looked at a Porsche in a flirty color.
She looked at the license plate.
Wasn't that Ryleigh’s car? Ryleigh loved bright-colored cars—red, purple, and sometimes she would
change them to green too.
Maisie picked up her phone and called Ryleigh, and it was picked up very quickly.
“What’s going on? Are you at Sunrise?” Ryleigh was stunned.
She lowered her voice.
“How did you know?” “T saw your car.
Why are you whispering? Are you meeting aman?” 1 “No, I— ” “Ms.
Hill, we can talk another day if you’re busy.” “No, I’m not.
There’s no need to postpone it.” Ryleigh laughed dryly at the man sitting across from her and mumbled
into the phone, “I'll explain later.” She hung up.
Maisie stood there.
A man’s voice? This girl.
Was she forced to go on a blind date by her father again? At the Blackgold Group...
Nolan walked out of the elevator.
Before Quincy could react, Nolan bumped into a woman, but when he looked closely, it was his
woman.
Maisie hadn’t been paying attention.
She had been walking too quickly and hadn’t seen him, so she walked into him.
She was going to apologize, but when she saw that it was Nolan, she didn’t feel like it anymore.
Seeing her walking away when she saw that it was him, Nolan furrowed his brows, put out his arm, and
blocked her.
“Are we pretending to be strangers?” Maisie looked around and gnashed her teeth.
“Mr.
Goldmann, this is the main hall.
There are a lot of people around.” The people coming and going were very busy, and the two of them
were blocking the entrance to the elevator.
Nolan’s identity pretty much meant they were under the spotlight.
People were looking over every now and then.
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