Chapter 1977
Daisie held the back of Freyja‘s hand.
“You have to trust Colton.
He‘ll definitely solve this matter.
As for Deedee, I know she’s an innocent child too, and Colton won‘t just sit by idly and watch as she perishes.” Freyja smiled.
Daisie waited for a while before leaving.
She walked out of the courtyard, and a familiar car was parked beside the road outside the courtyard.
The rear window slowly lowered, and the person in the car was Nollace.
The light was reflected on the glass, and he was wearing a white shirt, which was accompanied by his unparalleled appearance.
Daisie stopped in front of the car.
“How did you know I was here?”
She had not told Nollace that she was at Freyja‘s.
Nollace gave off a faint smile.
“I guessed that you‘d see the news, and from what I know about you, you‘d be here.”
Daisie opened the door, got into the car, and whispered, “Is there anything you don‘t know about me?”
Nollace stroked her hair.
“You can learn more about me too.”
Speaking of understanding, she really did not know much about Nollace.
Nollace was excellent, as if he had no flaws, and because of this, she could not see through him.
Maybe it was because he had been hiding them too well, or maybe he only wanted to show her his best side and only wanted her to see that side of him.
And the bad, the ugly, those were all isolated from her.
Nollace‘s gaze was fixed on her side profile.
“Are you mad?” She shook her head.
“You‘re hiding something from me.” He stared at her, narrowed his eyes, and did not deny it.
“I am.”
Daisie was stunned.
He stepped into the entryway and took a pair of home slippers out of the shoe cabinet.
“Which region‘s number is it?”
The other party reported, “The number starts with +75.
We checked the region, and it originates from the southern part of the East Islands.”
“Okay, I see.” Nollace ended the call, took off his tie, let it go, and the tie dropped on the back of the couch.
His expression looked obscure and complicated, and he was more certain that Sandy had been contacting Donald secretly.
‘Ken‘s death has made her lose her only support and all hope.
She‘s exasperated but can‘t avenge her beloved son by herself.
The enemy of her enemy is a friend, and the person that fits the description the best in the world is Donald.
‘Donald isn’t a fool, and Sandy isn‘t his drive for revenge.
She‘s at most one of his pawns, but she must have made up her mind in order for her to risk her life when she decided to work with the tiger.‘
After taking a shower, Daisie wrapped her wet hair in a towel and walked out of the bathroom.
When she stopped at the counter to look for a hairdryer, she accidentally knocked off the ring tied to the silver necklace on the table.
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