The Three Little Guardian Angels novel Chapter 601

Chapter 601

Maize and Mr Hannigan were both taken aback for a moment when they saw the intruder

Maisie threw her handbag on the table, and the metal chain made a crisp clank as it slid across the coffee table

The sudden noise scared Maizie

Maisie sashayed around the desk, walked up to Nolan’s side, turned around, and sat down in his arms Her eyes were bloodshot as she hit him. “Noles, you bestard! You told me last night when we were in bed that you’d only marry me! You’re already going back on your own words by thinking about dating someone else!?

Nolan grabbed her hands and glanced at the woman in his arms. “There’s no such thing.”

You were just doing it! Maisie smacked him on the chest, acting exceptionally aggrieved. “Is it because I am not curvy enough, or am I not beautiful enough?

You ungrateful liar!”

The office became dead silent all of a sudden

Mr. Hannigan and Maizie’s expressions looked slightly stiff, and even Quincy, who was standing outside the door, was astonished.

Maizie then asked reluctantly, “Nole, who is she?”

“Nole? Who do you think you’re addressing?” Maisie looked at her in dissatisfaction. Although the large black-framed sunglasses covered almost half of her face, her stern arrogance did not diminish. “News about Nolan losing his memory has just gone out, and you’re already here trying to take advantage of him by impersonating his ex-girlfriend. If you’re his exgirlfriend, doesn’t that make me his ex-wife?”

Maizie looked upset.

“Where did this woman come from? Isn’t she acting a little too presumptuously?’ She then took a glance at Nolan subconsciously.

‘The legendary Mr. Goldmann wouldn’t tolerate any random woman who acts like a madwoman in his office, right?’

Unexpectedly, not only did Nolan not make a fuss out of the drama, but he also seemed to have let it slide.

Mr. Hannigan leaned slightly forward and forced a smile. “Mr. Goldmann, I know that you can’t remember Zee, but it doesn’t matter.” “Mr. Hannigan” Nolan interrupted him indifferently a s his expression turned cold, “I don’t want to hear the word name Zee come out of your mouth again from now on. You can stop calling her that, or you can choose to get your daughter to change her name. I’ll leave that to you to decide.”

Cold sweat droplets were rolling down Mr. Hannigan’s temples.