Chapter 1781
Nollace’s expression did not change, looking as indifferent and
stern as usual. “You seem very confident.”
Zenovia smiled and approached him. “Of course, I’m confident. Other than being the daughter of the Goldmanns,
Daisie can’t provide you with anything else. Meanwhile, I’m different. I can do anything for you, and I’ll make sure
you see my brilliance as time goes by.”
The moment she was about to hug Nollace, he pushed her away from him. 1
She fell to the ground, lifted her head in shock, stared into his gloomy and cold glare, and could not help but
tremble.
Nollace looked down at her condescendingly. “Do you think you can challenge my bottom line unscrupulously just
because my grandfather has recognized you as his goddaughter?”
Zenovia gnashed her teeth. “What’s the bottom line that you’re referring to? Daisie?”
Nollace leaned over, pinched her chin, and scoffed sullenly. “If warnings don’t work on you, I’ll change how I deliver
my message to you.”
She trembled vigorously. “What do you plan to do to me?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNollace let go of her, took out a handkerchief, and wiped his fingertips. His tone sounded indifferent as he said,
“The Livingstons and you, you can only save one now.”
She let off a miserable laugh, and a hint of ruthlessness beamed through her eyes. “You plan to make a move on
the Livingstons? That’s impossible!”
‘Even if Nollace has the power to do so, the Knowles Group hasn’t yet established a firm foothold in the country, so
no matter how powerful he is, he shouldn’t be able to reach out and make a move on the Livingstons that’s located
all the way in Haniston!’
He responded with a calm hum and straightened his posture.“ Let’s hope you can continue to act so confidently in
the future, Ms. Livingston.”
He then threw the handkerchief away, walked past her, and left the pavilion with Edison without looking back.
Zenovia’s clenched hands trembled slightly. She knew that he was threatening her with the Livingstons.
‘If his target is the Livingstons, it’s definitely impossible!
The next day was a weekend.
Hearing the doorbell ring, Daisie, who had just freshened herself up, hurried downstairs and opened the door.
The person standing outside was Nollace.
She froze for a moment and then chuckled. “Why are you here?”
Looking at her smiling eyes, Nollace reached out and pinched her fair cheek. “I’ve come to see you.”
Daisie smacked his hand off her cheek. “Stop pinching my face. It’ll get ruined.”
He could not help but laugh out loud. “Becoming ugly won’t be a problem. It won’t affect my love for you.”
Daisie frowned. “You might not care about it, but I do!”
Nollace stretched his hand out, took her into his arms, lowered his head, and kissed her between the eyebrows.
“Okay, I’ll stop teasing you already. I’m here to tell you that I’ll be leaving on a business trip for a week.”
She was caught off guard by the news and looked up at him.” You’re going on a business trip?”
“Yeah, that’s why I’ve come to see you.”
“Are you leaving today?”
Nollace could not help but laugh upon seeing the unwillingness flashing across her eyes and hugged her. “What’s up
with the reluctance?”
She pursed her lips and pressed her palm against his chest to feel his warmth. “Where are you heading to?”
“Abroad.” He kissed the top of her head, his gaze dimmed, and his arms tightened slightly as he hugged her. “Don’t
worry, I’ll be back soon.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhen he was about to leave, Daisie abruptly grabbed the hem of his sleeve and whispered, “Then you have to be
more careful. And remember to reply to my messages on time. You’re not allowed to miss any of them.”
The second half of the sentence was uttered with a little hint of dissatisfaction.
Nollace held her chin in his palm and lifted her face slightly-her fair and delicate face had almost no pores and
looked as pleasing to the eyes as a painting. “You have my word.”
She snorted. “Don’t lie to me.”
Nollace kissed her on the lips.
After a short but intimate moment, it was time for the two to part ways. Nollace ran his finger over her lips before
leaving. “Be good.”
Her cheeks were flushed like a tomato as he coaxed her as if he was coaxing a child. “I know.”
Nollace went back into the car.
Edison was sitting in the driver’s seat and looked at him through the rearview mirror. “Sir, do you really want to go
to Haniston? Will it be dangerous?”
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