Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 187

Nolan’s eyes were filled with anger. “What was in it?”

“Ecsta-“Nolan kicked the man before he could finish and collapsed on the ground.

Nolan’s eyes were red with fury. “How could you give that to her!?”

The man didn’t care about the pain caused by the fracture and frantically tried to explain, “It wasn’t a big
dose!”

They needed to give her shots for three consecutive days to get her hooked. She would just feel terrible
for a few days if it was one shot, but they never expected Nolan to find them.

Nolan carried Maisie with both arms and turned to stare at them. “If anything happens to her, it’ll be the
end of you.”

In the car…

Nolan held Maisie in his arms. Her hands were cold, no matter for how long he rubbed them.

“Zee?” Nolan spoke to her, but Maisie just looked up at him, a little slow.

Nolan hugged her tight, his eyes dark and jaw clenched. “Quincy, drive faster!”

“Alright!”

Quincy stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped up.

The drug’s effects came and went as Maisie was rushed to the hospital. She almost lost her mind
because of the unusual emotional swings, causing her to hurt the doctor attending to her.



“Get away from me, go, leave!”

“Zee!” Nolan grabbed her hand and hugged her. “Zee, it’s me, don’t be afraid. You’re at the hospital, and
no one will hurt you here.”

Maisie suddenly bit his shoulder.

Nolan winced but didn’t push her away, still holding her tight.

“Mr. Goldmann,”

The doctor closest to him and Quincy walked close to help make Maisie let go, but Maisie was filled with
hatred, her eyes feral.



The doctor immediately administered a sedative, and Maisie soon let go. A very deep bite mark could be
seen through Nolan’s shirt.

Maisie slowly laid down, her breathing stabilized.

The doctor wiped off his sweat and said, “The drug causes hallucinations, but she didn’t have a lot in her
system. She will suffer for a few days while we treat her.”

Nolan was quiet.

The pain in his heart was far greater than the pain in his shoulder.

Quincy frowned. Some people took the drug she was given just to feel a little more excited, and it was
sold

commonly in the black market from hundreds of dollars to thousands.



He had seen people who used it lose control over their emotions because they couldn’t cope in the
beginning. It made them unstable.

But if they continuously took it, they would start getting addicted, just like Dupin.

People who took it frequently would be able to function normally and could even control their
hallucinations, but the more they were hooked, the bigger the dose they needed.

It wouldn’t cause death, but if taken over a long period, it would cause schizophrenia, self-harm, and in
the worst case, they would lose their sanity.

This hallucinogen had broken up many families and lives.

Who would be cruel enough to give this to Maisie?

He could be sure that no matter who did it, they were going to be in grave danger.

Three days later…

Nelson had gotten his money and was getting ready to flee, but Gerald caught him and brought him to
Nolan. He was half-gone from being beaten to a pulp and sustaining fractures all over his body.

He was dragged to Nolan’s feet by two men in black, covered in blood.

“Mr. Goldmann, he said that it was Leila who asked him to do this. Leila wanted Ms. Vanderbilt to get
addicted.”


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