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The Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 1300
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chapter 1300

The wording on her nametag showed that she was Cecile Wolfsbane from the

strategy department.

Cecile had a jacket in her hands, and Maisie was very familiar with the custom-

made jacket that Nolan wore to the office earlier this morning.

Maisie raised his eyebrows slightly and chuckled. “Miss, is there anything that I

can help you with?”

Cecile lowered her gaze and handed her the jacket. “Mr. Goldmann has dropped

this jacket. Since you’re his wife, please return it to him for me. Thank you.”

Maisie took a glimpse at the jacket in Cecile’s hand, and her gaze shifted onto

Cecile’s face. She did not grab the jacket directly from Cecile but asked Saydie

to grab it for her instead.

Saydie took the jacket into her hands, and Maisie walked into the elevator with

her without uttering another word.

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The moment the elevator’s doors slowly closed, isolating the people on both

sides of the doors, Cecile smirked out of the blue, she glanced at her reflection

in the mirror, and her face was filled with smugness.

Maisie walked into Nolan’s office. Nolan was indeed not wearing a jacket, and Quincy was talking with him when he

saw Maisie first. “ Mrs. Goldmann?”

When his gaze landed on the jacket in Saydie’s hands, he was stunned. “That jacket wasn’t it...”

Saydie threw the jacket to Quincy, and he caught it with a bewildered look on his face.

Nolan leaned against the edge of the desk with a smirk on his face. “Why did you pick this jacket up from the

cleaning cart?”

“I didn’t pick it up.” Maisie shrugged, walked to the couch, sat down, and grabbed a teacup from the desk. “It was

given to me by a

woman named Cecile, she asked me to bring it to you.”

Nolan’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Quincy was surprised and explained to Maisie, “The woman named Cecile bumped into Mr. Goldmann this morning,

so Mr. Goldmann threw away his jacket, saying that it smelled of her perfume. He’s afraid that you’d

misunderstand...*'

'So did the woman pick the jacket up and give it back to Mrs. Goldmann?’

Maisie blinked and said nothing.

Nolan asked Saydie and Quincy to exit the office. After the two left, he walked to the couch, leaned over, propped

his hands against the back of the couch, and approached her. “ You’re worried about me.”

Maisie leaned back, looked at him, and could not help but sneer. “Why would I worry about you?”

Nolan pinched her chin and gently rubbed her lips with his fingertips. “You’re worried that I would cheat on you with

another woman.”

She raised her hand to flatten his tie and smiled. “Wouldn’t I have to live the rest of my life carefully and fearfully if

I didn’t even have any trust for you? There’s no way I’m going to do that.”

He sneered, turned over, and took her into his arms. “That woman thinks she’s

smart. I’ll get Quincy to notify the human resource department to fire her

immediately.”

Maisie was astonished, but she thought of something all of a sudden. “Don’t fire

her first. I have a feeling that this woman came prepared.”

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Nolan narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

Maisie was silent for a moment, and her lips slowly moved. “A newcomer who’s

just joined the company, who’s never seen me, but knows who I am, and

handed me the jacket deliberately without any explanation. If this were to

happen to a woman who doesn’t trust her husband at all, she would’ve lost her

cool on the spot.”

Nolan tucked the hair hanging over her forehead behind her ears with a

pregnant expression. “You think she’s strange too, huh?”

“If I hadn’t seen Rowena die at the bottom of the sea with my very own eyes, I

would’ve suspected that she’s Rowena. But if you go deeper into the details of

the incident, if Rowena were to be alive right now, she would’ve wanted to

cover all her trails out of fear of being discovered.”

Maisie looked at Nolan. “But that woman resembles Rowena in a lot of ways.

Even her facial features and gaze remind me of Rowena.”

“I’ll get Quincy to keep an eye on her.” Nolan rubbed the top of her head, and

his gaze became sterner and clearer instantly. “I would also like to know who

the heck she is.”