The Three Little Guardian Angels novel Chapter 491

Chapter 491
As soon as Maisie finished speaking, a man came out from behind her with a silver box, stepped forward, and opened the box. There was a fragile and clearlooking Nine Dragon jade cup lying in the box.
Everyone knew that the world-renowned Mr. Wesley David liked to collect Victorian antiques the most-he loved them so much that they were priceless to him.
Sure enough, Wesley was pleased. “Please thank Mr. Henry for me. I like this gist very much.”
He motioned the person beside him to receive the box.
Maisie took the wine glass handed over by someone from the side and clinked her glass with Wesley.
The people on the side were discussing, most of them having doubts. “So, she’s really Ms. Henry.”
“Why is she wearing a mask? Is she afraid that others will see her face?”
“Mr. Henry is very protective. After all, even the media hasn’t been able to find out any information about her. Not to mention that she wears a mask whenever she appears. She’s truly a mysterious woman.”
Maisie ignored all those discussions and went straight into the discussion about partnering up.
Wesley was stunned for a short second and then laughed. “Ms. Henry, are you saying that you want to get into a partnership with the Ashton Group? That’s rather unfortunate. You’re a step behind someone else.”
“A step behind? How can this be!? I’m already ahead of Prince Roger.’
Maisie’s hand, which was holding the wine glass, clenched slightly, but her expression showed no signs of turbulence. She then said regretfully, “Is that so? Then I really am late for the party. But I’m curious as to who has beaten me to the opportunity. Who has earned the spot to collaborate with you, Mr. David?”
Wesley answered without any hesitation, “It’s Mr. Goldmann. He’s from Zlokova and an old friend of mine. I’ve agreed to get into a partnership with him.”
Maisie’s expression changed instantly when she heard the words “Mr. Goldmann”.
Wesley looked in another direction and smiled. “Mr. Goldmann is here.”
Maisie turned her head slowly, and the wine glass in her hand trembled slightly. She was astonished and felt as if someone had taken away her ability to breathe the scene that appeared right in front of her hurt her eyes even more.
Nolan was sitting in a wheelchair. He had changed a lot compared to three years ago, looking more mature and sharper. The dark suit he was wearing made him look former and more resolute.
Several bodyguards in black were always walking in proximity to protect him. Quincy was pushing the wheelchair when he looked at Maisie, and a hint of surprise emerged on the surface of his face.
The mask might be able to conceal her appearance, but that would only work on the people who did not know her.
But for them, even though she was wearing a mask, they still saw through who she was-Maisie Vanderbilt!
Wesley turned to Nolan. “Mr. Goldmann, you’ve arrived just in time. By the way, this is Mr. Henry’s daughter, Ms. Alice Henry.”
All gazes were undoubtedly fixed on Maisie, especially Quincy, who was the most surprised.
“How did Ms. Vanderbilt become Alice!? If she’s Alice, what happened to Mr. Henry’s paternity test? Could it be that she deliberately concealed her true identity so that others wouldn’t suspect her?’
Nolan’s unchanging gaze trembled for a split second, but all the subtle emotional changes fell into the deepest abyss in his eyes immediately Maisie quickly quelled the fluster and thoughts in her mind and heart, and then gave off a faint smile. “So, this is Mr. Goldmann. I’ve heard a lot about you.”
Maisie’s greeting was detached while her demeanor
was distant.
It sounded as if they were never acquainted, and their reunion after years of separation felt like a strange yet familiar occurrence.
Nolan stared at her emotionally, but he was still able to remain calm. “Ms. Henry has heard of me? I’m honored.”
His voice still sounded deep and melodious. It brought back memories, where her life used to be filled with such a soothing voice, surrounding her with love and coaxing her gently.
However, the recollection only lasted for a moment as she suppressed all the thoughts and memories from pouring out of her mind, and the ripples of emotions in her eyes slightly faded.

When she turned around to place the wine glass back, the waiter who appeared out of nowhere bumped into her hand, and the wine in the glass spilled on her sleeve.