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
Peter’s wife originated from a wealthy family, and she was the woman that was legally married to the Zhivkovs. A ruthless man like Peter could not vent his anger on his wife, so it was only natural for his mistress to suffer.Barbara picked up the cup of coffee and took a sip from it, but she looked expressionless.Maisie glanced at her. “Do you regret it?”She was stunned for a split second and then stared down at the rich coffee in the cup. “I don’t feel regret. I only feel sad for her.”“I once felt so for two people too.” Maisie picked up the pen on the table and fiddled with it. “I sometimes wonder if they would regret it if they were to know what would happen to them in the end.”Barbara laughed. “Are the two people you mentioned the women who had a thing for Mr. Goldmann?”Maisie accidentally flung the pen out of her hand. She quickly covered it with her palm so that the pen would not fall from the table to the floor.“Must you be so honest?” Maisie felt extremely embarra
The waiter led Nolan into the courtyard. A man was sitting in the corner of the outdoor cafe on the balcony.The man turned his head upon hearing the footsteps of someone walking up the steps, and he looked at Nolan. “Mr. Goldmann actually came to see me, I’m truly honored.”“I’m guessing Uncle Topaz is the one who gave you my contact information.” Nolan pulled out the chair and sat down slowly across from that man.Tristan summoned the waiter. “Fancy something to drink?”He replied indifferently, “Anything will do.”Tristan said to the waiter, “Give us another cup of Blue Mountain.”The waiter nodded.“Anthony is indeed the person who gave me your contact information. No matter what, I’m still your uncle.”“My uncle?” Nolan lifted his gaze and looked expressionless. “The Goldmanns have never admitted to the fact of having you as a relative.”Tristan scoffed. “You’re still blaming us for your mother’s encounter. The Knowles actually treated your mother very well, even though y