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The Three Little Guardian Angels

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Chapter 1684

Daisie lay on the bed and sent a message to Nollace.

She waited for a long time, but he did not reply, so she turned over, lay on her back, and stared at the ceiling.

Freyja came back from buying some snacks and saw that Daisie’s room door was ajar, so she walked over and

stood by the door. “Yo, you’re here.”

Daisie sat up and saw her lifting the bags in her hand. “I’ve bought Korean pancakes. Do you want some?”

The two sat on the couch and ate the pancakes together.

Daisie suddenly thought of something, turned to her, and asked, “ Has Nollace been very busy recently?”

Freyja smiled. “Can’t you just ask him yourself?”

“He hasn’t texted me back.”

“pfft! A woman that smells of sourness and jealousy.” Freyja tore a pancake apart without raising her head. “You

don’t have lectures in the afternoon. If you want to see him, just go to the Knowles Group to find him. Why must

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you always wait for him to come to you?”

Daisie was startled. “Is it okay for me to do so?”

She sneered. “You’re the future Mrs. Knowles, who would have the guts to stop you?”

Daisie pouted and muttered softly, “We’re nowhere near there yet...”

“That’s just a matter of time.” Freyja lifted her gaze and glanced at her. “Noilace will never let you marry another

man, won’t he?”

Given Nollace’s temperament, he would storm into her wedding ceremony and snatch her away if she were to get

married to another man.

She lowered her head, and her cheeks started to warm up again.

In the afternoon, Daisie actually went to the Knowles Group. She stood outside the company and hesitated for a bit

before entering the lobby.

She walked up to the front desk, and the receptionist smiled and asked, “How may I help you, miss?”

“I’m looking for Noilace Knowles. Is he here?”

The receptionist was stunned. “Are you here for Mr. Knowles?”

Daisie was too embarrassed to mention the word “girlfriend”, so she claimed, “I’m his classmate, and I have

something to discuss with him.”

The receptionist called the administration department for her to inquire. Someone answered the phone from the

other end of the call, and the receptionist then looked at Daisie. “I’m sorry, Mr.

Knowles is still in the meeting, so he might be late. Perhaps you can take a seat and wait for him?“

Daisie nodded.

She walked to the couch, sat down, picked up a magazine, and flipped through it.

After the two-hour meeting, Noilace walked into the office, and Edison handed him the document. “Mr. Knowles, Ms.

Reese seems to have been confined by Ken.”

Noilace took the document from him. “That’s not surprising to me. Mr. Reese died, and the wealth he left behind

belongs to Lara now. The relatives of the Reeses are eyeing her for this wealth. So, if he wants to get his hand on

that inheritance righteously, he’ll certainly have to work hard for it.”

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‘After all, he’s the prospective son-in-law of the Reeses. Now that the Reeses have fallen and Lara has been

disfigured, Ken will have to show his profound love for Lara and respect for the family as a “ prospective son-in-law”

in order to keep the inheritance of the Reeses to himself.

Edison frowned. “Ken really will do anything just to achieve his goals. I also heard that he intends to marry his sister

to Donald Matthews.”

Nollace raised his head. “If Donald were to learn that he’s the one behind Mr. Reese’s death, would he still accept

the marriage proposal?”

“What do you mean?”

Noilace calmly closed the document. “He’s able to arouse Donald’s suspicion of me, so why can’t I direct the

suspicion back to him?”

Edison was a little worried. “But we don’t have any evidence that shows that he’s the one who killed Mr. Reese.”

“Then we’ll make something up.”

There was a knock on the door of the office, and Noilace glanced at the door. “Come in.”

His secretary pushed open the door and walked in. “Mr. Knowles, there’s a lady in the lobby who’s been waiting for

you for a long time. She claimed that she’s your classmate.”

Nollace paused for a short moment, “what’s her name?”