The Three Little Guardian Angels novel Chapter 480

Chapter 480
‘This is nothing more than a diversion to make those people think that Mr. Goldmann’s time is very limited nowadays..
As for the Lucas family and the de Armas, all of them have been trying their very best to locate Ms. Vanderbilt. Mr. Goldmann is the only person who knows Ms. Vanderbilt’s whereabouts but didn’t look into it. I think it’s not that he doesn’t want to look. It’s just that he doesn’t have the guts to look for her.’
Nolan’s eyes looked cold and dimmed, but he did not answer.
Early in the morning…
All Ryleigh felt was a splitting headache. Her head seemed to be on the verge of exploding from inside out, and the dazzling light made her so uncomfortable that she had to raise her hand to cover her eyes. And when she opened her eyes, she thought of something and sat up in a trance.
She tidied her messy hair with her hands and could not recall how she had gotten back home last night.
“You’ve woken up?” The voice that came out of nowhere made Ryleigh stop all her actions abruptly and turn her head around in astonishment
She then saw Louis sitting on the couch with his legs crossed. His expression looked sullen as he took a
glimpse at his watch impatiently. “You’re, indeed, very good at sleeping.”
“Louis Lucas, why are you at my house!?” Ryleigh screamed in fright, quickly pulled the blanket away from herself to take a look at the clothes that she had changed into over the night, and questioned Louis with a frightened expression, “You… You… Are you the one who changed my clothes for me?”
Louis did not deny the statement. “With that figure of yours, what benefit would I get from peeping?”
“You b*stard!” She threw a pillow at him.
He, on the other hand, tilted his head slightly and raised his hand to catch the pillow. He then stopped talking to her and got up. “You threw up on me last night. If it weren’t for the fact that you’re my fiancee in name, I would’ve left you on the side of the road.”
He walked over to the bed, threw the pillow back at her, and asked, “Where’s my cousin?”
Ryleigh paused for a short second and frowned. “You deliberately waited on my couch all night just to ask this question?”
Louis did not say a word.
She chuckled, “Why would all of you think that I have the power just to know where Zee is?”
She then held back the chuckle in an instant. “I don’t know sh*1.”
Louis stared at her for a moment, glanced at his watch, and said in a calm tone, “You don’t have to wash that coat for me, just throw it away.”
After that, he turned around and left.
Ryleigh breathed a sigh of relief as soon as the door was closed. She took her cell phone out of her bag and sent a text message to someone.
Morwich, the City of Saint Page…
“Miss… Ms. Alice, I know it’s all my fault. I really didn’t mean to betray you. So please forgive me!” The middle-aged man kneeling on the ground shivered.
Maisie was sitting in the pavilion, drinking tea, looking all glamorous and regal, and holding a few candid photos on her left hand.
The woman that appeared in all the photos all depicted herself, and these candid photos were intended to be sold to others.
Maisie squinted her eyes. “Mr. Reyes, considering that you’re already this old and have a wife and a daughter, and by the way, your daughter is only six years old, isn’t she?”
The middle-aged man had cold sweat rolling down from his forehead, and his face was pale. “Yes…”
“Would you be troubled if your daughter’s photos were also secretly captured and sold?”
Maisie’s rhetorical question left the middle-aged man speechless.
She put down the teacup, “Someone asked you to take a candid photo, right? How much did they offer you?”
The middle-aged man lowered his head. “They paid m e $1,500,000.”
“Pfft, I didn’t expect a few of my photos to be worth $ 1,500,000.” Maisie smirked and turned to look at him.” Do you still remember what they look like and who they are?” The middle-aged man tried to recall. “Listening to their accent, they don’t sound like people from Morwich. By the way, their leader is a Caucasian, just like you.”

Maisie’s hand, which was picking up the teacup, stopped in midair when a few messages popped up on the screen of her cell phone.
She swiped across the screen and opened her mouth slowly. “You don’t have to come from today onward. You may leave now.”