The Three Little Guardian Angels novel Chapter 1527

Chapter 1527 

Jackie remained silent for a moment.

"Did she come here before this?"

"Yes, what’s wrong?"

"It’s nothing."

He lowered his gaze, thought about it for a while, but received a call at the moment.It was about the things that he had asked someone else to investigate for him.

The other party said, "Mr.Clifford, I’ve asked Mr.Eden about the other day.He told me that he’s not very close with Ms.Lovegood.He’s only met her twice, and he doesn’t even have her contact information.He also said that he happened to run into Ms.Lovegood in the restaurant the other day.Ms.Lovegood only invited him to have a meal on the grounds that they had had a conversation at an art exhibition."

Jackie did not say anything and hung up the call.

Someone tugged the hem of his jacket all of a sudden.He lowered his head.

It was a little girl of seven or eight years old.

"Sir, are you here for Sister Viv?" Jackie frowned.

‘This imp actually called me sir but addressed her as Sister Violet.Just how old do I look on the outside? He took a deep breath, squatted down to look at her, and asked, "What’s wrong?"

The girl asked, "Then will you be nice to Sister Viv?"

He paused for a bit and pursed his lips.

"Sir, Sister Viv is very nice.So, don’t bully her.She also taught us how to make paper cranes and stars, write, draw, and play the piano.We'll be angry if you bully her."

Jackie’s eyes moved.

"I won’t bully her."

"Pinky promise, you have to keep your word."

The girl stretched out her little finger.He was stunned once again, but he then laughed, stretched out his little finger, and made a deal with the little girl.

"Pinky promise."

Violet sat in the room where Jacob lived before his death.

The dean had not stopped cleaning it over the years, so the room had always been kept in its original look as if Jacob was still living.

There were drawing canvases in the room.

Jacob liked to draw, and he was very talented at drawing.

Because of this, Violet went to learn how to draw and held an art exhibition for him.She reached out and stroked the portrait that he left behind—she was the model in the portrait.