The Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 970

Chapter 970

Yorrick was a wolf in sheep’s clothing in the business world. People thought that he was a good-for-

nothing rich kid but didn’t realize that underestimating your rivals in the business world was the deadliest

thing. Nolan looked through the files that Yorrick gave him, and it had pictures of the oldest newspaper in

Yaramoor, and the dates were from decades ago The snow fell outside the window in Yaramoor. The

confers along the streets were covered in balls of snow and frost. Madam Knowles walked to the nursing

home with a poodle in hand while a bodyguard was walking next to her, holding an umbrella. When they

got to the door, the bodyguard closed the umbrella and handed it to the staff. The people there

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welcomed her enthusiastically and brought her to the room on the first floor. She let the bodyguards wait

outside. When the nurse pushed the door open, an old person was lying in bed, breathing with the help

of a ventilator. The man’s face was gaunt, tortured by sickness, weak and ugly. It was hard to imagine

that this was once a handsome and charming man, the Knowles’ heir, Sam Knowles. Madam Knowles

stood at the end of the bed and put the poodle she was holding down. She walked along the bed and

looked down at Sam, who had trouble breathing. Sam slowly opened his eyes, and the finger that was

covered in warts moved. Madam Knowles leaned in closer to him with a neutral expression. “Are you

trying to say something?” The hot breath fogged up the oxygen mask, but he didn’t make a sound.

Madam Knowles ran her fingers over the few strands of hair left on his head. “I guess there’s nothing

more to say, but me, I miss you. If I didn’t marry your father when we were young. I would have married

you.” Sam’s eyes were hazy. He slowly closed them as if he wasn’t interested in listening, “I found

Noilace. Your family put all your hopes on this child, but I won’t allow that.” Madam Knowes sniggered

and added, “I’m keeping your son, and daughter-in-law captured and let you live so long, but you chose

this instead. Honestly, I don’t want to see you die.” Sam didn’t react Madam Knowles leaned next to him

and laughed. “I have a secret to tell you before you leave. She moved close to his ear. “Her, I killed her.”

Sam’s finger moved again while a tear fell from the corner of his eye. When she left the room, the oxygen

mask was removed from the man in the bed. At Octavia, at the Clifford manor… The maid walked to

Thomas Clifford and said something. His hand that was holding a pen paused, and the ink spread on the

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paper. “Sam passed away.” Thomas sniggered and looked at the maid through the corner of his eyes.

“What about Rick Knowles?” The maid answered, “Locked up by Madam Knowles.” He waved the maid

away, looked outside the window solemnly, and mumbled.” Simmone, the people who murdered you

have gotten what they deserved. I have avenged you.” The car drove through the streets. Quincy, who

was in the passenger seat, picked up a call and paused before slowly turning to look at the person in the

back seat. “Mr. Goldmann, Tristan called and said that Sam Knowles has passed away.” Nolan frowned.

“How did he die? Quincy answered. “The media reported that he passed away in a nursing home The

media knew that Sam was sick, but hearing about his death was still a shock. “By the way, only Madam

Knowles is accepting interviews while Sam’s son, Rick, is nowhere to be found.” Quincy pondered. “I

think Madam Knowles has them locked up.”