Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 1768

Freyja knew that she was too frank, and since she didn’t understand the entire situation, she couldn’t
blame anyone if she took a hit.

"You're good at offending people."

Colton looked at her before taking his leave.

Freyja stood in her spot and thought about what he meant.

Was he implying that she was offensive? But flattery wasn’t her style.

That evening, at the Hilton Villas...Daisie walked into the living room and smelled dinner, so she walked
into the kitchen.

“Waylon!"

Waylon wore a black shirt and made a stew with one hand on his waist.

The kitchen was filled with the smell of stew.He adjusted the heat, then turned to face her.

"Dinner is ready.Wash your hands."

"Okay."

Daisie happily rolled up her sleeves.The housekeeper had been on leave since Waylon was back.

After the food was placed on the table, Daisie immediately picked up her fork to try it.Waylon handed
her some potatoes.

"Do you like it?" She smiled happily.



"Yes, you’re as good of a cook as Dad.I wonder who will be lucky enough to become my sister-in-law."

Anyone who married Waylon would be a happy wife.Waylon laughed and changed the subject.

"You're getting your appetite back after getting back with Nollace."

Daisie choked, looking awkward.

"Pm sorry, I won't do that again."

She bit down on her fork and was so ashamed she wished there was a hole she could hide in.

Waylon messed up her hair.

"You worry me."

She put up her hand and said, "I swear I won’t do that again.I'll take my meals."

He laughed.

"Go ahead then."

Daisie smiled and nodded.

After dinner, Daisie returned to her room to work on her paper.She wanted to graduate earlier so she
could train herself because she wanted to be more useful.

A week passed.

Shocking news swept over the media.

Mr.Livingston from Haniston was arrested for investigation because he was involved in an
assassination.



The person who reported it was his own daughter, Zenovia Livingston.

When Edison heard the news, he immediately went to the office.

"Sir, Mr.Livingston has been arrested."

Nollace casually went through his file.

"I know."

"Ms.Livingston reported him and sent her own father to prison.It was a murder case."

Edison didn’t understand how Juneau's own daughter could have sent him to prison.

Nollace closed his file and looked up calmly, "She sent him away to protect the family’s reputation.That
was some tactic."

If Juneau was arrested for being involved in a murder, and the informant was his daughter, people
would think she was doing the right thing for the greater good and praise her for it.

That way, the Livingstons would still have influence in Haniston and not be affected by that.

People would even look up to her.

Zenovia did all that for herself.

At the same time, at the police station...

Zenovia walked to the window and sat down across from her father, separated by a piece of glass.She
picked up the phone, "Dad, I’m sorry."

Juneau took a deep breath and swallowed his anger.



"Zenovia, do you know what you’re doing? I’m your father!"

"Yes, I had to do it because you’re my father." Zenovia sounded calm.

Juneau was stunned before frowning.

"Zenovia, have you gone mad!?"


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