The Three Little Guardian Angels novel Chapter 983

Chapter 983

Colton’s self-esteem was a little hurt. “Does that mean that I’m not handsome?”

Hans laughed out loud and patted Colton’s head. “You look handsome too. It’s just your elder brother has the slightest edge over you, hahaha.

The family left the airport happily. The Goldmanns’ family estate regained its lively atmosphere once again. Nicholas listened to Hans telling some interesting stories that they encountered abroad and laughed happily in the living room.

Nicholas beckoned, asking Wayion to approach, took a good look at this young but handsome boy, and felt extremely satisfied. “This is what I would expect from a child of the Goldmanns. You must’ve suffered a ton when you were abroad, Wayion.”

Wayion smiled. “I didn’t suffer much, Grandpa.”

Nicholas’ eyes turned bloodshot, and he patted Wayion’s shoulder heavily, “Your great-grandfather has the highest hopes for you. He’s a very tough old man to please, so it must’ve been difficult for you to endure all the hardships that he threw at you while you were by his side.”

Nolan and Maisie entered the living room, and Nicholas asked, “Where are Colton and Daisie?”

“They’re outside in the courtyard,” Maisie replied with a smile.

Nicholas nodded. “These three kids haven’t been together for such a long time. So since they’re having a winter break, we should let them relax to the fullest. And

Nolan…”

He looked at Nolan. “I suggest that we hold your wedding during spring, around the Easter holiday, Zee has been married to the Goldmanns for three years, and you two are stepping into the fourth year already, so that’s something that we owe her.” Nolan and Maisie looked at each other.

Nolan then held Maisie’s hand and laughed. “Don’t worry about that, Dad. I certainly won’t let Maisie down when it comes to our wedding ceremony. We’ve already come up with plans for it.”

“It’s nice to hear that.” Nicholas continued generously. “Money has never been an issue to the Goldmanns, so we have to come up with something grand and glamorous in order to let everyone know about it.”

Maisie smiled in embarrassment.

‘They’re indeed father-and-son. They even share the same thoughts.’ The winter evenings got dark relatively quickly, and the fields and the forest that had a yellow and orange gradient were covered with a thin mist.