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The Three Little Guardian Angels

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Chapter 1681

Sandy warned her in a deep voice, “Fey, don’t you dare take another step away from the table.”

Freyja’s footsteps stopped for a split second, but she still left with Daisie in the end.

Sandy stared at their figures as they left the restaurant, and her expression looked extremely piqued. “It seems

that getting to know the daughter of the Goldmanns has made her more arrogant and contemptuous.”

‘I wanted to use this meal to win Daisie Vanderbilt over with Freyja’s help. However, not only did Freyja not do

anything to help, but she actually made it even worse than before.’

Ken wiped the corners of his lips with a handkerchief. “Mother, you don’t have to worry that much. You should’ve

seen it for yourself. That little princess trusts Fey very much, doesn’t she?”

“So what? It’s not that you don’t know Fey’s personality.” If Sandy had known that the daughter she gave birth to

would grow up to behave like this, she would rather that she had not given birth to her in the first place.

Ken lifted his eyelids. “No matter what she does, she still can’t get rid of her identity. I’ll make her listen to you

eventually.”

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Sandy sounded worried. “That young girl from the Goldmanns isn’t someone to be trifled with, especially with

Nollace protecting her like that.”

“Isn’t it a piece of cake for US to break them up? what’s more, that fella can’t even rest easy now.”

‘Ever since Mr. Reese died, everyone has turned their attention to Donald and thinks it has something to do with

him. Wouldn’t it be interesting to let Donald know that Noilace had approached Lara?’

Sandy was startled. “Do you have a solution to this matter?”

Ken smirked. “The way to get the young girl to fall in love with someone else is to take advantage of any weak

points in her relationship, and I’ve already chosen someone to accomplish that for us.”

Meanwhile, outside the restaurant...

“Freyja, you’ve just left the dinner. Will your mother do anything to you?”

Freyja stopped but did not lookback. “I’ve gotten very used to being threatened, what’s there to be afraid of? The

most that I ’ll get would be getting forced into an arranged marriage.”

“An arranged marriage?” Daisie was shocked by the reply and walked around her. “They threatened you with a

marriage arrangement?”

Freyja did not utter a single word, which meant she admitted it tacitly.

Daisie grabbed her by her shoulders, “who do they want you to get married to?”

Freyja lowered her gaze, “whoever they think will be beneficial to them.”

Daisie gasped.

‘I’ve never seen such family members. Are they even her family?’

“It’s okay, I don’t care, and you don’t have to worry about me.” Freyja frowned. “You’re the one who needs to

worry and be wary. It’s obvious that my mother doesn’t want you to be with Nollace. Your identity is a stepping

stone to the Knowles that will make them even more powerful, she doesn’t like the Knowles, so in order to win you

over for the family, they have to cut off your relationship with Noilace.”

Daisie pursed her lips and said nothing.

Freyja sighed. “And don’t underestimate Ken. He always catches somebody off guard with his ways of doing things,

who knows when he will take a shot at you?”

Daisie released her hand and nodded. “I know. I’ll be extra careful.”

At the underground black market...

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Nollace sat at a gambling table and played a round of poker. Two groups of men were standing next to the table,

one group

consisted of Donald’s men, and the other was the bodyguards that Noilace had brought along.

Nollace played his cards—it was three aces of spades.

Donald was smoking a cigar. He wafted the smoke aside and squinted. “You’re so lucky, Mr. Knowles. It’d be a pity if

you were to overdo things and run out of it.”

Listening to his pregnant words, Noilace gave off a smirk. “I didn’t overdo anything, why the sudden advice, Mr.

Matthews?”

He dusted off the ash. “Mr. Reese is dead, and the public is pointing all their fingers at me. But it turns out that you

had met Lara before that, and that girl named Lisa, you’re the one who asked Lara to bring her along when she

came to see me.”

“Yes,” Noilace admitted it. “But Mr. Reese’s death has nothing to do with me. I went to meet Ms. Reese only to offer

her a way out. As for Lisa, I admit that I wanted to torture her through you.

“On the contrary, if Lisa didn’t go along with Lara that night, you would’ve made a move on Ms. Reese, and you’d

be in an even

worse situation now. Good luck trying to explain Mr. Reese’s death now.”