Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 1775

In other words, what Zenovia was trying to say was that the Knowles had chosen Daisie because of her
family.

If it were in the past, Daisie would jump in anger when she heard what Zenovia said, but right now, she
just chuckled and turned her head around to look at her.

"Do you have a lot of free time, Ms.Livingston?"

Zenovia was stunned.

"What do you mean?"

Daisie said, "If not, why do you have so much time to poke your nose into other people’s affairs?"

Zenovia was stumped.

Daisie then continued.

"What's wrong with me relying on my family? I can do whatever I want.Or do you want me to rely on an
outsider like how you rely on the king? Do you not have a family? That’s why you can only rely on an
outsider?"

Zenovia’s expression changed, and she said through gritted teeth, "are you mocking me?"

Turning around, Daisie looked at her and smiled.

"Yes, I’m just giving you a taste of your own medicine.I know what you're trying to do.You want me to
think that Nollace chose to be with me due to my family background, right? Well, I don't think that's a
bad thing.



"At least I have something that can attract his attention, unlike you.Your family isn't presentable, so
that’s why he doesn’t like you."

After she finished speaking, she walked away with the plate of food in her hand.

Zenovia was so angry that her shoulders were trembling, and her face was livid with rage.She turned
around to look at Daisie, her face filled with hatred.

‘I won’t let you have it your way!’

After Daisie returned to her seat, Mr.Bourge came forward and took Diana away as he had something
to discuss with her.

Diana told Daisie to wait for her in her seat before leaving with Mr.Bourge.

Daisie enjoyed the food and was in a happy mood.She listened to Diana and did not go anywhere.

However, Zenovia, who was sitting not far away, was so angry that she had lost her appetite.

When she saw that Diana had left Daisie alone, she realized this was her chance and called a waiter
over.It had been ten minutes since Diana went away with Mr.Bourge.

Daisie had finished her food, so she picked up a handkerchief and wiped the corner of her mouth.

Suddenly, a waiter bumped into her chair and knocked her purse off.

The waiter hastily apologized, "I’m sorry.I’m truly sorry about this."

He helped Daisie to pick up her purse.

Daisie took her purse back and said with a smile, "It’s okay."



"Thank you for understanding."

The waiter bowed at Daisie.

Before he left, he glanced at Zenovia.A cold smirk appeared on the corner of Zenovia’s lips when she
received the signal from the waiter.

‘So what if she’s the daughter of the Goldmanns? I'd like to see how she's going to laugh after today!’ It
was only now that Diana returned.When she saw that Daisie was waiting for her in her seat, she said in
relief, "Sorry for making you wait for me for so long, sweetie.Have you eaten enough?"

She nodded.

‘Yeah."

Diana rubbed the top of her head adoringly.

"Good girl.Let’s go home, then."

Just when both of them stood up and were about to leave, a commotion broke out in the crowd.It was
Zenovia, and she said that her necklace was gone.

The restaurant manager went forward and asked if she had forgotten where she had put her
necklace.She shook her head and said, "No.I've always had the necklace with me since it's very
important to me."

The manager sent the waiter away to look into the matter while he comforted her.

"Don’t worry, lady.We'll help you to find your necklace.Can you remember who you have been in
contact with while you were in the restaurant?"



Daisie turned her head around to look at Zenovia and frowned slightly.She felt it was such a
coincidence that Zenovia had lost her necklace at a time like this.

Suddenly, Zenovia looked toward her and said, "The only person I've talked to is Ms.Vanderbilt."

Everyone turned their heads around and looked at Daisie in surprise.

It seemed to them that Zenovia was saying Daisie was the one who had taken her necklace, but how
could that be possible?


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