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The Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 1141
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Chapter 1141

Yorrick kept silent.

Nolan chuckled and said, “I have to say you’re good at pretending. For the Persian Gulf project, why

don’t you-* “You’re so annoying.” Yorrick interrupted as he turned around to look at Nolan. His face was

drenched cold as he frowned annoyingly.

Nolan walked into the ward and sat down on a chair. “I didn’t expect that the womanizer Mr. Hathaway

would end up like this for a woman.”

Yorrick leaned against the window. His heart was so cold that he couldn’t feel the coldness seeping into

him from the cold rain.” Ridiculous, isn’t it? I also find it ridiculous.”

He said, “It’s ridiculous that I would let a woman into my heart after only knowing her for three months,

right? She isn’t very pretty either. Although I have to admit that she has a nice body shape, she has a

nasty personality. She may look smart on the surface, but she’s just a naive and innocent girl deep

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down.” While playing with his watch, Nolan lifted his head to look at Yorrick but didn’t say anything.

He set his gaze at the world outside the window, and his eyes were dull. “I care for her because she’s as

innocent as Sharon. Initially, I was just teasing her,”

He came to an abrupt stop before he could finish his sentence.

Yorrick took a deep breath and tapped on the windowsill in a regular tempo. Water droplets dripped from

the corners of his eyes, but no one could tell whether they were raindrops or tears. Nolan slowly rose to

his feet and asked.” The daughter of the Nixes is dead. Do you know about that?”

Yorrick was stunned. He lowered his head without saying anything, his expression calm and cold.

Meanwhile…

The Nixes had come to the St. Donnor Estate to confront the Hathaways. The man standing in the front

of the group was Mandy’s father. His face was stern as he looked at Madam Hathaway, who was sipping

on her tea. “What do you mean by this?”

Holding her teacup, Madam Hathaway smiled at him and replied, “I’m sure I’ve made myself pretty clear.

Ms. Nix’s death has nothing to do with Yorrick. What’s more, what does what Ms. Nix has done or who

she has offended have anything to do with the Hathaways?”

Mr. Nix smacked the table and snarled, “Yes, Mandy harmed Yorrick’s woman, but who knows whether

Yorrick has or hasn’t taken revenge on Mandy for that woman!”

Madam Hathaway scoffed coldly. Although she was old, she was still as confident and calm as she used

to be when she was young. “Mr. Nix, I’m sure you yourself know very well how many enemies your Nix

family made when you started to work with the underworld.”

Master Nix set his jaw tightly and frowned.

Madam Hathaway slammed her teacup on the table and replied confidently, “If

Yorrick wanted to avenge that woman, he would’ve done it himself a long time ago. Yorrick was injured

because of this incident as well. If those people were his men, would they hurt their own master? What

would they get for doing that?”

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Mr. Nix clenched his fists tightly.

Madam Hathaway glared at Master Nix and said sternly, “Mr. Nix, if you want to be unreasonable, then

the Hathaways won’t be reasonable to you either. The choice is yours, Mr. Nix. You can choose to end

this in a peaceful way or a rough way.”

Mr. Nix harrumphed and went away with his men.

Holding Xyla’s luggage, Maisie came to a farm in the suburbs with a cab. The air was filled with the scent

of mud after rain. There were many chained cows on the grassland, and the endless aspen trees and

grass made this place look like a paradise.

At that moment, a middle-aged man in a denim jacket with a bearded cheek walked out of the

warehouse with a cigarette in his mouth and grains in his hands.

Maisie approached him with the luggage and asked, “Hi, I’m sorry, but may I know if the girl you saved

here?”

The bearded man put the grains down and took a drag from his cigarette. He turned his head around to

study Maisie and asked expressionlessly. “You’re her friend?”