Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 100

That face was so beautiful it must have been an illusion!

Nolan looked at her. “You’re back?”

She looked away and walked in with the agreement in her hand. “You have a lot of time on your hands,
Mr. Goldmann.”

“I heard that you wasted half a day at Taylor Jewelry before you met Madam Nera?”

“Do you have a camera on me or something?” Maisie checked her clothes. He definitely did!

Nolan pursed his thin lips. He slowly stood up and walked toward her. “Why didn’t you tell her that
you’re part of the Blackgold Group?”

A new company trying to discuss a partnership with Taylor might be looked down on simply because
Taylor wouldn’t know how good they were, so they wouldn’t just agree to it. However, if it was a
company under the Blackgold Group,Taylor would at least consider them because there would be
financial backing.

Nolan might not even bat an eye at the harsh conditions that Taylor gave.

Maisie set the agreement on the desk and leaned on the desk. “Why should I say that I’m part of
Blackgold?”

Nolan pressed one palm on the desk and pulled her into his arms. “Why can’t you just show me off?”

Was she ashamed to show him, Nolan Goldmann, off?



Maisie pushed his shoulder back with a finger. “It’s not that I don’t want to show you off, but you’re too
much of a distraction.”

Nolan held her hand. Maisie shuddered and tried to pull it away, but he held onto it tightly.

Seeing that Nolan’s eyes brushed past her lips, Maisie noticed something and managed to put a hand
over his lips when he leaned in.

“We’re in the office!”

Nolan squinted, but darkness flashed across his eyes.

The sudden heat coming from her hand made her shudder. She pulled her hand back and looked at
him in shock. “Pervert!”



This horrible man!

He…

“Say that again?” Nolan had fun watching her face turn red.

Maisie suddenly picked up the documents on the desk and slapped him with them.“ Hooligan, pervert,
prick!” 1

Seeing her slapping him with the documents but him not feeling anything, he laughed. All he could see
was an angry little cat.

“Mr. Goldman,”

Quincy came in through the door but was almost hit by the document that Maisie threw.



He managed to grab it with his quick hands.

“Did I do anything?” Quincy looked stunned.

Why was he getting attacked?”

Nolan turned to look at him. “What is it?”

“Mr. Goldmann Sr. has returned from Bassburgh. He wants you to get ready.”.

Mr. Goldmann Sr.?

Maisie picked up the document and paused. Was he the head of the Goldmann household?

“Alright,” Nolan answered.

After Quincy left, he turned to look at Maisie. “Have dinner with my father tonight.”

“No, I’m not going.” Maisie was stunned. If she went to meet his father, it would mean that she was
confirming their relationship.

“You’re not going?” He squinted.

“No!” She was adamant.

Nolan picked up the hand that was pressed on the table, grabbed onto her waist, and gave her a kiss.

“Mm- You!”

Maisie wanted to push his body away, but he pushed it onto hers and stole kisses.

“Answer me again?” He bit her lip, ‘threatening’ her.



Maisie didn’t say anything.

That night, at the Grand Imperial’s executive restaurant.

The extravagant and classy decor was the best in Bassburgh.

The entire nightline of Bassburgh was visible from 650 feet above sea level, a huge reason the elites
chose to dine there.


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