Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 1030

Nolan pressed her against his chest and kissed her lips. “Work will never be as important as you are.”
Maisie hugged him tightly as she buried her cheeks into his chest and teared up.” I’ll get spoiled if you
continue to treat me this well.”

“Getting used to all these will only give me an advantage.” He chuckled softly in her ear, wiped her tears
with his thumb, and hugged her tightly. “I plan to pamper you to the extent of spoiling you so that I’ll be
the only person in this world who can adapt to your way of life after this.”

Maisie did not know when the movie

ended at all. The only thing she felt was the impact that he brought upon her. After a few more rounds,
they cuddled together next to each other’s sweaty bodies, and he was reluctant to withdraw himself from
her warm embrace.

Maisie stared at the blue roses that were blooming in the courtyard. They looked delicate and warm, just
like the love that he had been showing her. “I was lucky to have met you that night ten years ago. If I
were to be given the chance to choose again, I’d still choose to do so and not regret it.”

Nolan lowered his gaze and looked at the woman in his arms, and a chuckle burst out from the bottom of
his throat. “You not regretting anything is enough for me.”

In a blink of an eye, the children’s vacation had come to an end, and Wayion had to return to Stoslo
again.

Nolan and Maisie sent Wayion to the airport, and Hans carried his luggage for him after getting out of the
car. Maisie walked up to Wayion and tidied his collar for him. “Your father and I will travel to Stoslo and
pay you a visit soon.”



Wayion nodded. “Okay, then I shall take my leave first, Mom.”

Maisie hugged him and rubbed his head.” Go then. Remember to take good care of yourself when you
get there.”

Wayion and Hans walked into the security checkpoint. Maisie watched as they entered the checkpoint
and then leaned on Nolan’s shoulder. “I’m very worried that Wayion has been living a harsh life in
Stoslo.”





Nolan wrapped his arms around her shoulders. “You’re underestimating our son. He was the one who
chose to follow my grandfather to Stoslo voluntarily. He’s more resilient than I am.”

Maisie looked up at him. “Will he be like Grandpa when he grows up?”

‘Wayion, my little angel, what would I do if he were to become someone ruthless and cold?’

Nolan chuckled and stroked her hair gently. “How can we compare our era to that of my grandfather’s?
Besides, Wayion grew up by your side when he was still a child. He’s a sensible kid who understands his
responsibility, so how will he grow into a ruthless man?”

She smacked his hand away. “Who knows? Wayion has already inherited the Goldmanns’ infamous
poker face.”

Nolan hugged her tightly in his arms and laughed. “The Goldmanns are all amorous people. But look at
me, don’t I look just like your pet when I’m around you?” He then pinched her cheek. “There’s always a
rock to every scissor. I should’ve stayed away from you when I knew that God had sent you to conquer
me.” Maisie snorted softly. “It’s too late for a reflection now. You’re already my possession.”



Soul’s branch had officially opened for business. At the opening ceremony, representatives of many
companies in the industry sent flowers to congratulate Soul Jewelry, and among them was Taylor
Jewelry.

Madam Nera also made it there in person, and Maisie came to welcome her in person.

Madam Nera and Maisie sat in the reception lounge. “To see that Soul is expanding continuously. I’m
really happy for you.” Maisie poured her a cup of tea. “You have such high expectations for me, I can’t
really let you down, can 1?” Madam Nera laughed.

During the conversation, Madam Nera also talked about Tristan. The affairs surrounding the Knowles
had already come to an end. Rick had inherited the Knowles, and Tristan had started a jewelry business
in Yaramoor too.

Maisie looked at Madam Nera. “Mr. Knowles is doing well now, isn’t he?”

Madam Nera held up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and nodded. “Yeah, he’s not as idle as he was before
this anymore.”


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