Katrina didn’t have influence or power. And without Eugene’s protection, it would be easy for the Chases to get back at her.Mr. Zhivkov would be the best person to do it.A waiter walked in and whispered something into Mr. Zhivkov’s ear.He stopped trying to light up a cigar and frowned. “Who is it?”The waiter said, “I’m not sure, but they seem to be powerful and asked specifically to see you.”Katrina heard that and turned pale.‘Someone powerful requested to see Mr. Zhivkov? Who?’Mr. Zhivkov placed his cigar on the ashtray, got up, and followed the waiter out.Katrina couldn’t help but hold her fist.A few bodyguards in black stood outside the first VIP room. The waiter said something to one of them, and they opened the door.Mr. Zhivkov became alert but thinking that Glitz had complicated backing, he didn’t make a scene and walked in calmly.The room was dimly lit. The man sitting on the couch had broad shoulders, his navy blue suit looking crisp.Half of his face was
Furthermore, Mr. Zhivkov had to rely on his father-in-law’s family. He couldn’t let his wife find out about his affair.He said, “I’m always true to my word. She was just a woman from a club. I won’t interfere with her issues with the Chases.” Then he left.Quincy walked in, and the lights turned on in the room.Maisie removed her mask, walked back to the couch, sat down next to Nolan, and winked playfully. “I didn’t think that Katrina would get hold of Peter Zhivkov, who had beef with the Chases. Do you think he will take this personally for threatening him?”Nolan tilted his head, looked at her, and chuckled. “That wasn’t a threat.”Quincy said, “Don’t worry, ma’am. We used fake identities here. Peter would probably just think that the Chases sent us.”It would be out of place for Nolan to get involved with the Chases’ affairs because he had nothing to do with them, and he was a businessman like Peter. The biggest benefit between two businessmen would be their relationship. N
Quincy nodded. “It wasn’t Mr. Zhivkov’s room. The person next door seems to know you.”Nolan squinted and said after a moment, “I guess someone knows that I’m here tonight.”He hugged Maisie, then kissed her forehead. “Wait for me here. Don’t run around, okay?”Maisie hesitated before nodding. “Come back soon.”He smiled and left with Quincy. Maisie sat in the room alone with some bodyguards outside. Barbara called and asked, “Are you at Glitz?”“Yes, I met Peter Zhivkov, the man that Katrina is currently involved with.”Barbara was silent for some time, then said, “I know Peter. My dad closed down his spa once. So Katrina is trying to get him to do the dirty work.”“He promised that he wouldn’t help her.” Maisie leaned back on the couch. “His wife has a tight leash on him, so he probably wouldn’t want to offend the Chases because of a lover.”“I just got the news that my dad will be stepping down after a week.”Maisie sat up straight. “After a week? So soon?”Barbara confi
The wine bottle shattered with a loud bang. The burly man fell to the floor and covered the bleeding wound on his head. The other people were startled by her bold action, and none of them dared to approach her.Peter cursed out loud and shouted, “What the hell are you losers doing? She’s just a woman. Go get her!”Maisie made her move first. Although she could take two or three of them down, there were eight of them left.She was wearing a pair of stilettos. Soon, she started to feel exhausted, and the floor was littered with broken bottles.A man saw his chance and pounced at her, pinning her on the couch. Maisie bent her knee and delivered a fierce kick, and the man fell down in a curled-up position, covering his crotch in pain.Another two strong men grabbed her and pinned her back on the couch. Peter barked out his order, “Remove her mask!”Katrina watched as they moved on to remove Maisie's mask. Her fingers had stabbed into her arms that were crossed around her chest. Jus
Peter replied reverently, “Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Boucher.”After that, he turned to the two injured strong men and ordered, “Take this b*tch to the boss of the Glitz Club. Ask him to teach her a good lesson.”“I’m sorry, Mr. Zhivkov. Please, I won’t do it again! Please!” The two men grabbed Katrina up from the floor and pulled her out of the room.After that, Peter brought his men and left the private room.Nolan and Quincy soon appeared outside of the room. His face darkened when he saw the mess in the private room and the frightened Maisie, who was standing in front.He marched toward Maisie in strides and grabbed her into his arms. Securing her tightly in his embrace, he turned his head to look at Yael and said, “Thanks for your help, Uncle Boucher.”Yael dismissed him by waving his hand and said, “Don’t mention it. I hope you won’t forget the things you promised me.”Nolan came out of the Glitz Club with Maisie in his arms. The night wind was strong. He took
This matter had been bugging her for a long while. However, she had put it in the back of her mind, and she only remembered it when she saw Yael. Nolan cupped his hands around her cheek and chuckled. “Stop beating around the bush, Zee.”“No…” Maisie grabbed his wrist. “I saw Mrs. Boucher was meeting with a man. Madam Nera knows the man as well. He’s called Tristan Knowles. Oh yeah…”She suddenly remembered something and added, “Madam Nera said he's here to work with Eastwood Enterprise on an overseas project.”Eastwood Enterprise was Anthony’s company.Nolan put her back on the bed and rose to his feet. As he undid the buttons on his shirt, he said, “Tristan, huh?”Maisie lay on the bed and replied, “Yeah. That’s what Madam Nera told me.”He removed his shirt, exposing his lean body. His belt was undone, and his pants were hanging loosely across his waist.He suddenly scooped Maisie up, and she was stunned. “What are you doing?” Maisie asked.He carried her into the bathroo
Maisie lowered her head slowly.Only now she understood why Mrs. Boucher’s attitude would change drastically after knowing that she was Nolan’s wife when they bumped into each other at the Golden Garden Theater.After all, she was Nolan’s wife. Yael had never once forgotten about Natasha. No wife in this world could tolerate her husband thinking about another woman.It was just that there was something she did not understand. What was going on between Mrs. Boucher and Tristan? ‘Tristan Knowles, Natasha Knowles…’Maisie seemed to have connected the dots and asked, “Your mother’s name is Natasha Knowles… Does this mean that she is…”Nolan fixed his gaze on her face and said in a serious voice, “There are two large families in Yaramoor, the Knowles and the Hathaways. Eleven years ago, Rick Knowles, the eldest grandson of the Knowles, married the princess of Yaramoor, so the Knowles are the relatives of the royal family right now.”Nolan’s face sank slightly when he talked about th
“Tell me, please.” Maisie pressed on as she nudged his arm. He chuckled and replied, “It’s on the 23rd of October.”Maisie blinked her eyes. “Isn't that next month?”She paused for a while before saying, “I haven't spent a winter with you before. Let's go to see the snow at Coralia this winter. It'll snow at the end of October in Coralia, and I know there is a natural ski resort there. Should we bring Colton and Daisie along—”Before she could finish her sentence, Nolan got up to her silently, turned her face, and kissed her lips.He only let go of her reluctantly after a long while. As he caressed the corner of her lips with his finger, he said, “Don't worry. I'll spend the winters with you for the rest of your life from today onward.”She had spent the past three years’ winters in the City of Saint Page of Morwich. The snow was white in the winter, and he hadn't been there with her for 1,095 long, dark nights.He was the same as well.Maisie threw herself into his arms and w