Similarly, Titus was surprised to see Maisie here as well. “Maisie? What’re you doing here?”
Titus knew Maisie was alive. After all, they couldn’t find her corpse back then, so that could only mean she was still alive. It was just that he didn’t expect to see her in Stoslo.
Maisie calmed herself down and approached them.” Where’s Nolan?”
Just when Quincy wanted to say something, Titus’ face sank, and he answered, “Both of you stopped being husband and wife three years ago, so why are you still looking for him?”
“If I didn’t come here, how would I know he’s infected with the virus?”
Quincy was stunned when he heard what Maisie said.
‘How did she learn about it?’
Titus frowned and harrumphed coldly. “Isn’t it because of you that he got infected with the virus?”
Maisie was stumped, and her heart trembled.
“Maisie, why do you think Nolan was so hellbent on getting a divorce with you back then?” Titus took a deep breath and said in a stern voice, “He could sacrifice his life for you. He even has put in his will that you’ll inherit half of Blackgold’s shares. Once he’s
dead, Blackgold will be almost yours.”
Maisie froze. All colors were slowly fading away from her face, leaving only an ashen pale behind.
Helios had told her before that owning half of Blackgold’s shares was similar to being Blackgold’s biggest shareholder. She had suspected before that why he wanted to give Blackgold to her. She only thought that…
“If you really want the best for him, then let him spend this year in peace,” Titus said and left.
After Quincy saw Titus away, he turned around to look at Maisie. “I’m sorry, Ms. Vanderbilt. I think you should go back-”
“I just want to have a look at him,” Maisie interrupted, cutting him short. “Til leave once I see him.”
Quincy thought for a moment and then nodded.
He led her to Nolan’s room. Nolan was receiving an infusion treatment on the bed. His face was still as handsome as before, but he looked pale and sick.
Maisie walked up to his bed, and her eyelashes were quivering. Did he hide it from her and push her away three years ago because he did not want her to see him like this?
“Did you know about it all this time?” Maisie asked Quincy.
Standing beside her, Quincy nodded and replied, “Yes, but Mr. Goldmann forbade us from telling you.”
Maisie laughed weakly and said, “Nolan, you are a j*ck *ss!”
“Ms. Vanderbilt, Mr. Goldman didn’t stand you up on purpose. His condition isn’t as stable as it used to be two years ago. He would have a low fever and cough out blood from time to time. It would last for a few days, and he couldn’t control it.”
Maisie did not say anything.
Quincy continued. “It’s not that Mr. Goldmann didn’t go look for you. He knew you were in Morwich, but he didn’t have the courage to see you. He knew you would keep in touch with Ms. Hill, so he kept asking about the connection between you and Ms. Hill.”
Maisie was taken aback when she heard what Quincy said, and she turned her head around to look at him.
She indeed had kept in touch with Ryleigh throughout the last three years as she was her only window to learn about her children’s situation. She previously did not understand why the Goldmanns suddenly focused on cultivating the three children, even letting Wayion take over Nolan, but she understood it now.
Titus had once told her before that she would get Nolan killed one day, and it really was happening now.
Perhaps this was as far as Nolan and she could get.
Suddenly, something crossed her mind, and she asked, “Uncle Erwin has told me before that the incubation period of the sleeper virus is one year. He got infected in Stoslo, and then he had a low fever the day after being discharged from the hospital. Does this mean that…”
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