Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 679

Ryleigh quickly got up with her coat, ran toward the car, opened the door, got into the front passenger
seat, and fastened her seat belt.” Helios, that’s very kind of you! I just knew that you wouldn’t leave me!”

She then turned around to take a look at the man who was sitting in the driver’s seat, and her smiling
face stiffened in an instant. “Why is it you?”

She looked back at the empty back seat, and no one was there,

Louis smelled the strong, alcoholic odor that originated from her body, and his expression remained
unchanged as he lowered the car window.” Your cousin doesn’t have the time to take care of you.” “…
Did Helios ask you to come?” Ryleigh was astonished.

She then thought of why Helios would agree so readily when she called earlier. ‘He agreed to it without
planning to come in person all along! What a cousin! Louis did not say anything. Id better call my father
to open the door for me.” Ryleigh unfastened her seat belt and was about to open the car door.
Surprisingly, Louis locked the door all of a sudden,

and she could not open it. Thus, she stared at him in horror and doubt. “What are you doing?”

He smiled. “Where did you muster the courage to come home so drunk so late in the night? Aren’t you
afraid that Uncle Hill will beat the crap out of you?”

“Then I…” Ryleigh stammered. She really did not dare to wake her father and ask him to open the door
for her. “Then just take me to the nearest hotel.”

As soon as she said that her cell phone screen went black, and it shut down automatically.



Louis raised his eyebrows. “Do you have the money to check yourself into a hotel?” Ryleigh took out her
purse, opened it up, and glanced a t its content. There were only $7 and a few pennies left.

Louis scoffed. “You’re so broke, huh?”

“Why am I poor?” Ryleigh flung her purse at him. “Isn’t it because of you? I’ve been unemployed for
three years because no company in Bassburgh would hire me, thanks to you. Can I apologize to you
now? I’m sorry! Everything’s my fault.” Ryleigh was so drunk that she could not keep herself together
anymore, so she sat in the car and started crying non-stop. Louis picked up her wallet, put it away, and
glanced at her. Seeing that she could not stop weeping, he asked with a more pleasing tone, “I have a
job vacancy on hand now, do you want it?”





She choked, sobbed, and asked, “What’s the job?”

He stared at her. “The Royal Academy of Music is currently recruiting a tutor for the folk music
department.”

Ryleigh was astounded. Her crying face dimmed instantly, and she gnashed her teeth and rejected his
offer without any hesitation. “Over my dead body!”

Louis asked, “Why?”

“I don’t want it means I don’t want it! Why must there be so many whys?” Ryleigh turned her head away
and looked out of the car window-subtle emotions could be seen rippling in her bloodshot eyes.

Louis did not utter another word and drove the car away.



He drove the car to a nearby hotel, stopped, and unbuckled his seat belt. “We’re here. You can get off
already.”

He did not hear any response coming from the person beside him, so he frowned and turned around,
only to see Ryleigh leaning against the car window, fast asleep.

Louis stared at her and saw that she had crossed her arms subconsciously, so he took off his blazer and
covered her.

The car’s interior was dimly lit, and a few neon lights swept across her beautiful face, grinding away the
rather offensive attitude that she exhibited when she was awake. What was left was only silence and
beauty.

He drove back to his family’s villa. The housekeeper had not slept yet, so she came out of the kitchen
when she heard the commotion from the living room.

She was taken aback when she saw Louis holding a woman in his arms.

Since she could not see her face clearly, the housekeeper did not know that the woman was Ryleigh.
“Mr. Lucas, you-”

“Make me a mug of hangover remedy tea.” Louis left the order behind and brought the woman upstairs.

The housekeeper was frozen in place for a long time and walked back into the kitchen in confusion. My
God! The young master is engaged to Ms. Hill.

How could he bring some random woman back home!?

“However, could it be that the young master has found a lady that he likes? What should we do about
that?’



The housekeeper made the hangover tea and sent it upstairs.

Louis opened the door and took the remedy from her when he heard the knock. “Thank you. You should
go and grab some rest.”


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