Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 63

Nolan was slightly startled. “These two kids are very smart.’

However, when he looked at Waylon, he realized that Waylon’s eyes looked a little indifferent. Hence, he
put Daisie down and walked toward Waylon. 1

“Mr. Goldmann, you’re here too?” Angela was taken aback.

‘Is it because of these two kids too?’

Nolan nodded at her, but when he lifted his hand to rub Waylon’s head, Waylon avoided it.” Don’t touch
me. If it weren’t for you, we wouldn’t have been kidnapped.”

Nolan frowned as he stared at Waylon without saying a word.

‘They were kidnapped because of me?’

Daisie ran over and grabbed Waylon’s hand. “Waylon, don’t say so.”

“Why shouldn’t I say so? I overheard the two kidnappers when they made the call. Everything happened
only because of his woman!”

Looking at the tears that were welling up and the hostility that was flashing across Waylon’s eyes, Nolan
was slightly startled.

Quincy’s expression looked a little complicated.

‘Mr. Goldmann’s woman? Is it… Ms. Vanderbilt!?’

Nolan squatted down slowly so that his eyes were level with Waylon’s and looked at him. Even though
the eyes of the tiny boy in front of him were bloodshot, they were still filled with a tad of stubbornness



and ferocity.

Those emotions should not appear in the eyes of a child of this age.

He caressed Waylon’s cheek and gently wiped the droplets from the corners of his eyes with his
fingertips. “I’m sorry.”

Quincy and Angela were dumbfounded.

‘Mr. Goldmann has never apologized to anyone so subserviently.’

Waylon did not utter a thing.

Nolan hugged him in his arms and stroked the back of his head. “Nothing like this will ever happen again
in the future. You have my words.”

Waylon looked bewildered. The man’s broad shoulders gave him a warm sensation.

‘So this is what a father’s embrace feels like?’

“Mister, I want a hug too!” Daisie also wanted a hug.

Nolan steadily picked up the two kids with both arms. “Let’s go back.”



At Blackgold Group… 2 Maisie was still busy with the jewelry studio project, but the cell phone that she
placed aside rang abruptly.

She put down the file and went to the desk to pick it up. It was Leila.

Why is Leila calling me at this time?’



“Mrs. Vanderbilt, how can I help you?” “Oh, judging from your tone, nothing seems to have happened.”
“Pfft, why would you care about me, Mrs. Vanderbilt?” Leila snorted. “The two children are about to die,
and you’re still acting so calmly?” ‘I don’t care whether they’re Maisie’s b*astards, I’m going to sound it
out today.’ “What do you mean?” Maisie’s expression changed.

“Even though there’s no way to know whether two little b*stards are dead or alive now, they’ve probably
suffered a lot too, right?”

Leila’s words made Maisie’s expression turn gloomy gradually. “Leila Scott, I dare you to make a move
on them.”

“Okay, so those two b*stards are indeed yours!” Leila’s eyes looked ruthless. “You actually lied to us!”

“So what if they are?” Maisie tightened her hand that was holding the phone. “Leila, if something were to
happen to my son and daughter, don’t blame me for what’s about to happen.

“Oh, by the way, aren’t you worried that I’ll snatch Nolan over from your daughter? You better pray that
my children will come out of this incident unscathed. Otherwise, I won’t mind following your footsteps and
picking up a few leaves out of the book that you used to seduce my father. After all, given my charm and
talents, getting myself into Nolan’s bed is just a piece of cake.”

“Maisie Vanderbilt!” Leila gritted her teeth. Judging from what Maisie had done so far, she could imagine
that Maisie would have the guts to do so.

Hence, Leila had no choice but to take a step backward and compromise. “Okay, I’ll let the two children
go, but you’d better bring the children out of Bassburgh. Otherwise, things won’t be this simple in the
future!”

After the call, Maisie stood by the desk, supporting herself unsteadily by propping herself up





on her arms on the desk. She then clenched her hands.


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