Chapter 617
Maizie’s expression changed slightly. “Then tell Nole that I’m here to see him.”
The receptionist kept her patient and professional smile on. “Ms. Hannigan, please don’t make it difficult for us. We can only follow the order Mr. Goldmann has given us unless you can call Mr Goldmann in person.”
Maizie’s expression dimmed, and she slowly took out her cell phone but did not dial any number. After all, she did not have Mr. Goldmann’s number.
“He opted to meet me the last time I was here to ask him out for dinner, so why is he rejecting my meeting request this time around?’
At that moment, Nolan came out of the elevator, but the person walking next to him was not Quincy but a young woman with short hair.
The woman was not wearing formal attire but was in casual and neutral clothes, and she looked as handsome as a real man.
“Nole!” Seeing Nolan, Maizie ran straight toward him, and the three-inches high heels under her feet snapped deliberately as she pounced in Nolan’s direction.
Unfortunately, she did not fall into the arms that she expected to land in because someone else grasped her shoulders and managed to stabilize her unbalanced
body.
She was astounded as she glanced back at Saydie, who was grabbing her expressionlessly, and a hint of anger flashed across her eyes. “You, let go of me!”
Saydie let go without any hesitation, and Maizie immediately embarrassingly fell to Nolan’s feet.
Maizie got up and was about to lose her temper. When she also saw Nolan standing indifferently in front of her, she felt aggrieved. “Nole, this woman has just bullied me. Look at this. It hurts so much.”
Having said so, she stretched out her hand and showed him the minor laceration located on her palm with a pitiful expression.
However, Nolan did not even take a glimpse at the wound. His gloomy eyes still looked cold and unconcerned. “Does it hurt?”
Maizie thought he was showing concern for her and nodded. “Yes, it hurts a lot.”
“Good then.
Maizie was dumbfounded, and her heart skipped a beat when she met Nolan’s indifferent gaze.
“Nole-”
Nolan interrupted her coldly, “Ms. Hannigan, I’m not an idiot. It’s time for you to end the scheme that you and Mr. Hannigan tried to use to make a fool out of me. Why push your luck further just because I’ve given you a tiny gleam of hope?”
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