The Three Little Guardian Angels
Chapter 24
Chapter 24
Maisie chewed her pen and thought for a long time, but she was stuck in an inspiration drought…
“Zee.”
Seeing Willow appear outside her door, Maisie put her pen down. “There’s no one around. You can drop the mushiness. It’s nauseating.”
If this was any other day, Willow would have retorted with a scathing remark. Today, however, she managed to converse in a calm and collected manner. “I’m not here to start a fight. I’m well aware that you’re far more adept in matters of business.”
Willow placed the documents she was holding on the table. “I’m sure you know the conundrum Vaenna is currently facing. It just so happens that there’s a client who’s willing t o provide us with an advertising platform. Could you come with me and discuss the contract terms tonight?
Maisie picked up the contract folder, skimmed through the pages, then smirked. “Sure, I‘ll go with you.”
“I‘ll see you tonight then.” As Willow turned to leave, her eyes flickered with coldness.
Maisie picked up the folder to have a closer at the contract. Her brows arched slightly. She wanted to see the type of clientele Willow had picked out.
stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring out at the downtown view. He turned the black ring on this index finger. Through the
Goldmann, I’ve had someone in Stoslo run a background check. For some reason, there wasn’t much information we could
turned sideways and glanced at him. “Are you
no one knew the fact that Zora, a renowned jewelry designer in Stoslo, is actually Maisie Vanderbilt. Only a select few who work in Luxella have
in Stoslo. I was unable to confirm that, even
away, or he would have been able to dig up more dirt. Nolan
the mother of those two kids, but they also hardly found much regarding Maisie Vanderbilt or any details about
carried the Vanderbilt name, and the only Vanderbilt he had slept with
rather concerned about Miss Maisie Vanderbilt…” Quincy
up and glanced straight at him. “Are you feeling idle
his head with guilty puppy-dog eyes begging for mercy. “N-No, not at all. In fact, I’m really busy. I-I’m still working on
to end up like his brother, Hans Lawson, who had been sent to the North
Maisie followed Willow into a private suite. When Mr. Baldwin saw that Willow had brought a special
to discuss our contract. There was heavy traffic on our way over, hope we didn’t keep you waiting
took the initiative and sat next to