The Three Little Guardian Angels novel Chapter 1627

Chapter 1627 

Daisie laughed.

"I used to be like you, I chose to believe in her without any doubt, but all she did was crush my trust in her.Did she tell you that she was the one who went through all the hardships with Nollace? 

"That's clearly what I experienced with Nollace when we were kids.How did the protagonist of the story become her? And why she would only have the guts to tell that to you, but she wouldn't do so when I’m around?"

‘Finally, I know why Lisa would address Nollace as Nolly.It turns out that she had always been taking advantage of Nollace’s amnesia, and she changed all the experiences that I shared with her years ago in order to make Nollace trust her.‘It’s no wonder she would come and find Nollace four years ago"

If she had not seen through Lisa’s schemes and methods, Daisie would have been extremely disheartened at this moment.

Juliana was dumbfounded and could not believe it.

"H-How is it possible? She won't lie to me."

"you choose to believe in her, and that’s your business.However, don't come and point your finger at me because of the crap that she’s done.Daisie Vanderbilt, I am not some pushover that you should trifle with."

Daisie pushed Juliana out of her way and left the scene without looking back.She returned to the dormitory and threw the book on the desk.

The slam was so loud that Freyja was drawn out of the room.

"What’s the matter?"

Daisie sat on the couch, picked up the pillow, and pinched it.

Freyja crossed her arms and stood beside her.

"What’s wrong? Did you quarrel with Nollace again?" She snorted.

"It has nothing to do with him."

Freyja walked to the refrigerator, took out a can of Coke, opened the can, and took a sip.

Daisie suddenly thought of Nollace’s words, saying that he would arrange a place to stay for Lisa, and she felt a little upset deep down.

"Tell me, if a person were to lose his memory, would they believe in everything that others tell them?"

Freyja paused and looked at her sideways.

"Memory loss?"

‘This means something"

She walked to the couch, sat down, and crossed her legs.

"It’s hard to explain."