The Three Little Guardian Angels novel Chapter 970

Chapter 970

Yorrick was a wolf in sheep’s clothing in the business world.

People thought that he was a good-for-nothing rich kid but didn’t realize that underestimating your rivals in the business world was the deadliest thing.

Nolan looked through the files that Yorrick gave him, and it had pictures of the oldest newspaper in Yaramoor, and the dates were from decades ago The snow fell outside the window in Yaramoor.

The confers along the streets were covered in balls of snow and frost.

Madam Knowles walked to the nursing home with a poodle in hand while a bodyguard was walking next to her, holding an umbrella.

When they got to the door, the bodyguard closed the umbrella and handed it to the staff.

The people there welcomed her enthusiastically and brought her to the room on the first floor.

She let the bodyguards wait outside.

When the nurse pushed the door open, an old person was lying in bed, breathing with the help of a ventilator.

The man’s face was gaunt, tortured by sickness, weak and ugly.

It was hard to imagine that this was once a handsome and charming man, the Knowles’ heir, Sam Knowles.

Madam Knowles stood at the end of the bed and put the poodle she was holding down.

She walked along the bed and looked down at Sam, who had trouble breathing.

Sam slowly opened his eyes, and the finger that was covered in warts moved.

Madam Knowles leaned in closer to him with a neutral expression.

“Are you trying to say something?” The hot breath fogged up the oxygen mask, but he didn’t make a sound.

Madam Knowles ran her fingers over the few strands of hair left on his head.

“I guess there’s nothing more to say, but me, I miss you.

If I didn’t marry your father when we were young.