The Three Little Guardian Angels novel Chapter 2569

Chapter 2569

‘If I piss her off again, I don’t think I’ll be able to coax her.‘

Edison reported, “I’ve found some clues. The butler of the Taylors comes from the north too. He and Bart Duval actually share the same hometown.”

Nollace supported his chin and thought about the information that they had obtained. “From the north, this seems to be a good clue. Send someone to the northern region to confirm this piece of information. By the way, deliberately release this information into the wind. It’s best if that person gets to know about it.”

Edison nodded. “Understood.”

As soon as Edison took his leave, Daisie grabbed him, “Nollace, Madam Ames‘ death has something to do with the Taylors, doesn’t it?”

“Most probably, but we still need evidence.” Nollace turned his head to face her, gazed at her, and held her hand. After that, he took her into his arms and kissed the top of her head. “Don’t worry. I’m confident that we’ll get to the bottom of his matter.”

After Cecelia returned from the precinct, her temper became more violent and out of control. She either threw things around the house or threw tantrums at the servants.

The servants in the villa were full of complaints, but they did not dare to voice out for themselves and could only badmouth Cecelia behind her back.

“Ms. Taylor’s temper is getting more and more irritable. I can’t take her any longer.”

“Try to understand her. After all, she’s a woman who can no longer conceive but still dreams of becoming Yaramoor’s princess.”

“Who asked her to offend His Highness? She’s the one who brought all this onto herself, isn’t she?”

However, the discussion in the kitchen was overheard by Cecelia, and it was already too late when they realized that there was someone behind them.

Cecelia kicked the closest servant to the floor, and the other maids‘ faces turned pale with fright. “Ms. Taylor…”

“Who gave you permission to talk about me behind my back? Who do you think you are!?” Cecelia’s expression looked grim and twisted.

Cecelia stopped, and Bianca stepped forward and snatched the scissors from her hand. “Have you lost your mind? Do you really want to kill her?”

But if she were to continue to disregard her condition, she would not know what would happen to her.