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However, a disagreeing voice appeared out of nowhere. “But Mr. Knowles has disappeared in Haniston. Isn‘t this a
little too coincidental ? Rumors have it that Ms. Livingston has always wanted Mr. Knowles to marry you, so I wonder
if the Livingstons know about this matter?”
That implied that because Nollace had refused to marry her, it was very likely that the Livingstons had detained him
after arriving in Haniston.
Zenovia‘s expression dimmed, and a hint of gloom flashed across her eyes as she looked at the female reporter
who had just spoken. “What are you talking about?”
The female reporter sounded very firm. “We only aim to get to the bottom of this issue.”
“So are you saying that you‘re suspecting the Livingstons?” Zenovia put on a smile, but there was not even a trace
of hilarity in her eyes. “The Livingstons would never do such a thing. I can guarantee that in the name of the king‘s
god–granddaughter.”
Zenovia asked her secretary to send those reporters away and walked into the Sunrise Hotel with a sulky
expression. The two stainless–steel doors closed slowly as she stood in the elevator, and her hands clenched
involuntarily.
‘Nollace must have deliberately directed the public‘s opinion toward the Livingstons. His disappearance must be
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtpart of his plan!
But I won‘t admit defeat. I want him to know that even though the Livingstons are inferior to the Goldmanns, we‘re
by no means a family that he can bring down so easily!‘
She stepped out of the elevator and saw a familiar figure leaning against the wall. His head was lowered, and he
was scrolling through his phone.
‘That figure and facial outline ... I saw him at the restaurant the other day. He‘s the eldest young master of the
Goldmanns.’
Zenovia stepped forward. “Why are you here, Mr. Goldmann ?”
Colton turned and glanced at her. He knew that Zenovia had met Wayne before this and that she had regarded him
as the
eldest that she had seen the other day.
“I‘m here to show you something.”
Zenovia was puzzled.
Colton took a waiter‘s employee card out of his pocket, dangled it on his finger, and swung it in front of her. “Does
this look familiar to you in any way?”
Her expression turned stiff, but she remained calm. “I don‘t understand what you‘re trying to say, Mr. Goldmann.”
“You don‘t have to understand me.” Colton fiddled with the card in his hand with an unconcerned expression. “That
man has told me everything.”
Zenovia‘s shoulders trembled. “Are you planning to threaten me with this incident? He‘s clarified the matter. If he
suddenly changes his mind, do you think the public will believe in what he
says this time around?”
She then smirked. “After all, I can also claim that you two have joined forces to slander me.”
Colton‘s eyes looked cold, and he scoffed abruptly. “Are you challenging me? Do you really think you‘re so smart
that you can place yourself above everyone else? Why would I care if others believe him or not?”
Zenovia was on the verge of crushing her teeth. “Mr. Goldmann, the recent incidents aren‘t something that will do
you Goldmanns any good. Aren‘t you afraid that those rumors will backfire on the Goldmanns if you lay a finger on
me?”
She was referring to the rumors that claimed the Goldmanns were so conceited that they were not taking the royal
family seriously.
Colton looked at her and remained silent for a bit. “Whatever , the Goldmanns don‘t care about that.”
Zenovia felt extremely nervous subconsciously. “So, are you people planning to light the future of the Goldmanns
on fire just because of Daisie?”
Colton crossed his arms, and his expression was unchanged.“ Then, has the king made a move on the Goldmanns
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmfor you?”
Zenovia was startled.
“I can guarantee you that the king won‘t go to great lengths to offend the Goldmanns for a god–granddaughter
who‘s not even related to the royal family by blood. That‘s because before the king does so, he‘ll still have to
consider the Hathaways‘
existence. That‘s why the Goldmanns have never taken any of your means seriously.”
Colton stopped in front of her and looked down at her embarrassed expression . “The public will soon come at
you.”
After he left, Zenovia rushed into the room and smashed her handbag on the couch in wrath. “Damn that f*cker!”
Her handbag touched the remote control accidentally, and the big television screen suddenly lit up, and a piece of
news followed that
“According to the latest update, Ms. Zenovia Livingston might be the one who‘s come up with the necklace theft in
order to direct the blame at the Goldmanns.”
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