Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 235

Hans replied, “Yeah, Rowena and I came back with the Elder Master this time around.”

While the two brothers were catching up with each other, the woman had already come up to Nolan with
a smile. “Nolan, you still haven’t changed a bit after so many years, huh?”

Nolan only responded indifferently.

Seeing that his attitude toward her was still as cold as it was from years ago, Rowena did not feel a
thing. After all, Nolan had not changed in her opinion. 1

‘He still treats everyone so coldly. The detachment, the rationale, the coldness, and the decisiveness, are
exactly why he’s so charming.’

“Indeed, he hasn’t changed. It’s just that he’s the father of three little babies now.” Titus sighed.

‘This kid was only 15 or 16 years old when I left home to go abroad.’

A hint of gloom flashed across Rowena’s eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

‘It’s only been a few years, and Nolan already has kids?’ 2

“Hmph, it really was Maisie! That sl*t!” Madam Vanderbilt saw the picture Willow had sent, and her
expression dimmed as expected

‘I knew it! Why would anyone send photos to Yanis all of a sudden? It was obviously a trap that the sl*t
had set up for us. She was only waiting for us to take the bait!’

Yanis, who was sitting on the couch, was furious about multiple matters. In addition to her daughter’s
incident, she had been played twice in a row. So how could she let this slide?



“Mother, that wh*re is simply a scourge. Not only have we not obtained any benefit out of this, but we
also watched as Vaenna got handed to her without any hindrance. So why not-“.

“Why not what?” Madam Vanderbilt interrupted and asked hurriedly.

“Why don’t we expose the matter so that everyone in Bassburgh knows that Maisie is a woman who’s not
filial and doesn’t respect the elders in her family? This should stigmatize and cripple her reputation!”

‘I refuse to believe that we can’t get back at that b*tch!’

In the evening, at the Goldmann mansion…



Maisie put on a custom-made one-piece evening dress and walked out of the dressing room. The
graceful and luxurious dress made her look extremely elegant and intellectual as she exuded the
demeanor of a sophisticated and educated young lady.

“Do I really need to dress like this just for a meal?” Maisie glanced at Nolan suspiciously. She had
realized that Nolan seemed to like to see her dress up very much.

Nolan’s lips twitched slightly. “We’re going to have dinner with my grandfather this time around.”

“Your grandfather?” Maisie was startled.

Nolan walked up to her, lifted his arm to embrace her, and smiled. “Yes, it’s a family banquet, anyway.”

“Can I not go?” Maisie looked away, wondering why she had always been a little resistant whenever
there was a family banquet.

As if he was aware of her concerns, Nolan picked her up abruptly.



Maisie wrapped her arms around his neck subconsciously, but he then put her down on the bed.

Nolan kissed her slender neck and lowered his voice. “Don’t worry. Although my grandfather has a bad
temper, he’s just an all-talk kind man.”

“Umm… Nolan, didn’t you say that we’re going to eat…” Maisie’s cheeks flushed.

“Be nice.”

Maisie was rendered speechless.

Maisie wrapped her arm around Nolan’s and appeared outside VIP Room 01 in the Grand Courtyard
Hotel’s restaurant. She fiddled with her hair and had no idea whether her makeup was a mess. Nolan
caught a glimpse of her worried look, leaned into her ear, and comforted her gently. “Don’t worry, you
look gorgeous.”

‘My wife is already a breathtakingly prepossessing woman. She doesn’t have to dress up deliberately to
achieve that. Of course, I’m making her look even more out of this world in order to make other men shy
away from her out of the lack of confidence.

‘If a man wants his woman to be inseparable from himself, he should always give her all the love that she
deserves. He should

always do his best to spoil her and develop her temper so that other men will stay away from her out of
fear. 1 ‘In that way, said man will eventually become the only man that will marry her, won’t he?’


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