“No.” Naomi shook her head while she sat on the couch. “Dad, I didn’t want to attend the music
academy.”
Anthony was surprised when he heard Naomi continue. “Ryleigh was better than me in music, and I’ve
always known that, so I was ready to be eliminated during the competition.”
Unfortunately, she had only found out that the incident had put Ryleigh in a bad spot after all these years.
Anthony looked down and didn’t speak. Naomi looked up at him and smiled. “Dad, I want to do what I
enjoy. You will support me, right?”
He paused, then smiled. “Of course I will. The phone on the table started ringing. He saw that it was a
foreign number, so he put it to his ear. “Mr. Knowles?”
Tristan said something to him, and Anthony frowned. “You want to withdraw from the project?”
“Yes, but don’t worry, Yorrick has taken over the project. I’m sure the project will be successful with him
around.”
After Tristan had a short chat with him and they hung up, he didn’t recover.
Tristan withdrew from the project in the Persian Gulf, and Yorrick took over? He had heard of Yorrick
Hathaway, the son of a political family in Yaramoor. He was involved in a lot of investment projects in
multiple countries, so his financial status was no issue
He didn’t expect that Yorrick would take over this project from Tristan, but he wondered if he would be an
easy person to work with.
In the evening, at the Blue Bay villa…
Maisie was on her laptop while lying on her belly in bed, and her legs were bent upward. Ryleigh replied
to her message. (Naomi Topaz submitted her resume. Do you think it’s just someone with the same
name?]
Maisie: [Yes, the photo is hers, not just someone with the same name)
Ryleigh: (Hmm… I didn’t know she was learning jewelry designing.]
Maisie was thinking about something when a silhouette approached and grabbed her by the waist. She
turned around in shock but only saw a blur when her lips felt warm.
She flipped over and hugged Nolan by his neck, panting. “Noles, my love, you startled me.” Nolan ran his
finger over her lips and raised his brows. “Were you sneaking around?” Maisie hugged him. “Sneakily
missing you.”
Nolan laughed. Maisie took a whiff of the light scent on him. “You’re using a new perfume?”
He chuckled. “Do you like it?”
Maisie got on top of him, ran her finger over his nose, and chuckled. “Zegna’s Indonesian Oud. You’re
trying to seduce me.”
He nodded, put his hand behind her head, and kissed her.
The phone vibrated on the bed. Maisie was annoyed and didn’t even look at it when she put it to her ear.
“Ryleigh, we’re in the middle of something!”
Nolan looked at her and smiled.
But the person on the other end wasn’t Ryleigh. The caller said something, and Maisie was stunned.
“Hector? Alright, I’ll be right there.” She turned around and got out of bed.
Nolan sat up and looked at her. “What happened to Hector?”
Maisie changed while she answered,” Hector has been locked up, and the police said he stole
something. I don’t think he would do that. I have to find out what happened.”
Nolan frowned. “I’ll go with you.”
Maisie and Nolan got to the police station and saw Hector sitting in the interrogation room.
One of the officers walked out and immediately recognized Nolan. “Mr. Goldmann, you’re Mr.
Vanderbilt’s…
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