Chapter 777
Maisie got out of the car, stood in the yard, and realized that weeds had been growing all over the flower beds in
the courtyard.
The door lock had fingerprint access set on it. She stepped into the living room after unlocking the door with her
fingerprint. All the furniture was covered with a dustproof cloth, and the walls and chandeliers all looked brand new.
Nolan’s phone call came through at this time, and she picked it up. “You seem very free, huh, Mr. Goldmann?”
“Where are you?”
Maisie opened the French window’s sash.” Take a guess.”
Nolan smirked as he stepped into the courtyard. “Do you really want me to guess?”
Maisie stood in the backyard, staring at the seascape in the distance. “You’re so smart. You should be able to guess
it.”
He snorted.
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Maisie was astonished when she heard the physical footsteps that came through the call, and they were very clear.
A silhouette overshadowed her head silently, and a slender, tall figure of a man was reflected in the windowpane.
The next second, a familiar Gucci cologne permeated her nostrils-it smelled gentle and faint. “Will I win a prize if I
guess it correctly?” Maisie turned around instantly, and Nolan was standing right in front of her, speaking on the
phone and glancing downward at her.
She put the phone down and was stunned for three seconds. “Are you following me?”
Nolan rested his fingertips on her chest.” This is known as the consonance that we share.”
She stopped him and raised her eyebrows.” I don’t believe in your nonsense.”
She then turned around and walked away.
Nolan squinted slightly and froze in place for a moment. After recovering from the trance, he walked into the house
and watched as she removed all the dustproof cloth. “Someone wanted to buy this villa three years ago.” Maisie’s
action paused for a split second. His lips move slightly. “I couldn’t make up my mind to sell it.” She chuckled.
“Why?”
Nolan stopped in front of her, looking indifferent yet gentle, and put on a solemn yet smiling expression. “Because
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this villa contains the memories that we share.”
Maisie frowned slightly.
‘Why does this sound a little wrong?’ Nolan leaned over and approached her as a fiery glow sparked in his deep
amber pupils. “The living room, the rooms upstairs, and the kitchen, we share quite a number of pleasant
memories in these areas. I often stayed here for a long time when you were not here, thinking about them…”
Maisie quickly raised her hand to cover his mouth, preventing him from speaking, while her cheeks became
extremely warm. “You… You ‘ve just regained your memories, and all you think about are such filthy things!?”
Nolan kissed her palm and had his eyes fixed on her. “Weren’t I thinking about the exact same things when I was
amnesiac?”
Nolan grasped Maisie’s withdrawn hand, took her into his arms, and kissed her temples. “Did you lure me here
because you plan to relive those moments with me?”
“I didn’t lure you here…”
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‘Sure enough, I’m being led by the nose again as soon as this fella regained his memories!’
Nolan placed her on the couch and leaned toward her, and all she could do was lean backward.
He kissed her lips and guided her hands to unbutton his shirt while doing the same to her until they were both butt
naked.
The blurry figures reflected in the windowpane rocked, and Maisie could not even speak throughout the whole
process.
Her consciousness was trapped in turmoil and was overwhelmed by his scorching lust. It felt like she had relived all
those moments from three years ago in a trance.
The people partying in Glitz Club were indulging themselves in revelry and debauchery. The lights flashing in the
club were mainly blue. The dancers on the stage performed with everything they had. They twisted their hips and
looked seductive and captivating. The guests under the stage drank and enjoyed themselves to the fullest.
Katrina was in a private room, drinking with her guests and attending to their needs. She snuggled in the arms of a
rich man and drank anything that was handed to her in wine glasses. With less than half of the liquor left in the
glass, she wrapped her arms coquettishly around the man’s arm and said, “Mr. Zhivkov, I’m not very good with
drinking. You’ll have to take up the responsibility of taking care of me if I get drunk in your arms.” Mr. Zhivkov liked
her charm and delicacy very much. He was fascinated by her and placed his arms around her waist. “I’ll be more
than happy to take care of you if you can get drunk in my arms.”