Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 1176

Daisie could still play with Lisa and Colton before they were separated into different classes. Daisie
sighed as she suddenly missed the time before their class was divided.

“Be careful!”

Before Daisie could react, a basketball had already hit her on the back of her head, and she fell to the
ground with a groan. A few boys in basketball uniforms ran over to pick up the ball. They looked like
students who were two years older than her. “We’re terribly sorry! Are you alright?”

Daisie rubbed the back of her head and lifted her head, and her eyes squinted into two crescents as she
smiled. “I’m fine!”

Those boys froze in place, and all of them had the same expression on their faces.

Jesus, I think I’ve just met an angel!

At this time, a fair and handsome boy came up to her. At first glance, his skin complexion was so fair that
it was glowing under the sun. He stretched out his hand and pulled her up. “I’m sorry, they didn’t mean to
hurt you. Do you feel pain in any other part of your body?”

Daisie shook her head.

The boys in basketball uniforms scratched their heads in embarrassment.

‘Thank God this little angel doesn’t blame us for the accident.’



They then resumed their game, and Daisie turned her head and realized that the fair boy was still
standing right beside her.”

Hey, aren’t you going to play with them?”

The fair boy replied with a smile, “I’m sick, so I can’t play with them.”

Daisie tilted her head in curiosity. “Why are you sick?” “I don’t know. It’s just that I’ve been sick for a long
time.” The boy looked at her. “You’re a fourth-grader, aren’t you? So why aren’t you playing with those
girls?”

Daisie looked at her classmates, who were still playing games with each other. “They don’t like to play
with me, so I just don’t play with them.”

He was stunned for a moment and then let off a laugh. “You can play with us then.”

Daisie frowned. “But I don’t even know your name.” “I’m from Class A of the 6th grade, and those boys
you just met were all my classmates.” He then squatted down all of a sudden, picked up a stone, and
started writing on the ground.

Daisie leaned over to look.



“This is my name.” He taught her how to pronounce his name as he was spelling it out. “Zephir Gosling.”

Daisie blinked. She really could not pronounce the word Zephir in her first few attempts. “Is there really
such a first name?”

He nodded with a smile. “Yes.”



Daisie recalled something and introduced herself, “My name is Daisie, Daisie Vanderbilt.” “Daisie…”
Zephir squinted and grinned. “It sounds like an angel’s name.”

A few days later, at a hotel…

“Dr. Leonardsson, I’ve found a suitable candidate regarding the matching donor. So don’t worry, I’ll let
you know as soon as I’m ready.”

Patricia was sitting on the couch, holding a wine glass, and speaking to Dr.

Leonardsson. She placed her phone on the table when the call was over, looking extremely upset.

‘Anthony won’t even let me approach Naomi at all. If he were to know that I’m approaching Naomi only to
get her to donate her bone marrow to my son, he’d definitely disagree without any hesitation!

‘At the risk of giving birth at an advanced maternal age, I finally gave birth to an heir for Alexander, but
my son was diagnosed with leukemia. So how can I not be

anxious?

‘So no matter what I have to get Naomi to agree to donate her bone marrow.’

After Anthony got his stitches removed, he asked his secretary to go through the discharge procedures
for him. He had also given his secretary full authority when it came to handling the company’s affairs
while he was away.

He returned home to rest, and one of his subordinates came to him with a file at noon. “Mr. Topaz, this is
what Mr.

Goldmann asked me to hand over to you.’



Anthony nodded.

After the subordinate left the room, he opened the file and found out that Patricia was looking for a bone
marrow donor for her son. He placed the file on the desk heavily.

‘That’s why she’s reappeared in our lives, claiming that she’s here for the daughter. It turns out that she’s
looking for a match.’

At Soul…

Naomi handed her artwork to Maisie, and Kennedy looked astonished when he saw the designs on the
papers.




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