Chapter 11

The next day… 


Daisie and Waylon’s photos for the ‘Young Faces’ brand became popular on the Internet and flooded Facebook instantly. The two rugrats were even ranked third in the hot search because of their natural looks.

#Endless Happiness#: These photos are truly amazing!

#TurkeylessThanksgiving#: OMG, their looks, they must’ve gotten God’s personal blessing. I’m so jealous~

#U summer U#: I wanna take a look at what their parents look like.

#AngelWithoutWings#: These are obviously children’s clothing, but these two kids have given them an indescribable sense of luxury. Is it because of their looks?

The comment section below all the posts was on fire. Almost all of them were talking about the two rugrats’ looks.

Nolan was sitting in the Blackgold administrative office when he happened to run into the trending search result.

Not only did the two children in the photos not show any stage fright, but they also coordinated with each other perfectly, as if they were born for the stage.

Nolan could not understand the reason he could not help but notice them.

Quincy knocked on the door and walked into the office at this time. “Sir, the sales of the brand ‘Young Faces’ have risen rapidly all of a sudden. It seems that choosing these two children as our models was the right thing to do.”

Nolan nodded but did not look away from the screen.

Quincy thought of something and then added, “One more thing, Royal Crown Entertainment Co. called today. They seem to plan to hire the two kids.”

Royal Crown Entertainment Co. was the largest entertainment agency in Bassburgh, and it was also the only company that ventured into showbiz under the Blackgold Group.

Many of the big names in the entertainment industry originated from the Royal Crown. All the artists who they could choose had exceptional potential, and their future stardom was boundless.

Nolan’s eyes drooped slightly. “Ask for their parents’ consent first. After all, they’re still too young. We’re not in the position to make the decision for them.”

Quincy was stunned for a split moment. “But their documentation doesn’t include their parents’ contact information.”

This was when Nolan looked up. “The parents’ contact information wasn’t included?”

“They’ve filled in a phone number. I’m not sure if it’s the genuine one.” Quincy looked through the documents in his hand and quickly found the anonymous number left by the two children.

At Seaview Villa…

Maisie put on her shoes and reminded the three rugrats before going out, “Sweethearts, Mommy is heading to work now. You guys stay at home obediently and call your Godmother if something pops up.”

their little

blew them a kiss and then went

rang as soon as Maisie

Only one possibility came to mind because that was the number that they had written on their documentation for

a childish voice, “Hello,

for a second and softened his tone. “I’m the

“Mr. Handsum, it’s you!”

parents at

Mr. Handsum?” Daisie

are you?

eyes when he saw Nolan smiling, let alone when Nolan

up his car key, and got

I fetch them

I allow Mr. Goldmann to

key to

Quincy was rendered speechless.

the car outside of the villa, and saw the children

a sense of wryness deep

point of view, doesn’t this look like Mr. Goldmann is about to kidnap someone else’s children at first


beside Nolan. She had two braided ponytails and wore a sunflower tutu,

He planned to impersonate Waylon

taking us?” Colton asked

paused for a bit and glanced at Colton. He had a slight hunch that the boy

“Have you had lunch?”

you plan to

noticed yesterday. He reached out

cheeks, stuck his tongue out, and smiled.

be exceptionally fierce when he thinks of you as a bad guy,”

slightly raised as he said to Quincy, “Go to the Grand

the Grand Courtyard

them because Nolan had reserved the whole restaurant for

rugrats and smiled faintly. “Feel free

it. All the dishes in this menu were outrageously expensive, but Daisie pointed


“And this!”

“We’ll take that too.”

“This, and this!”

a little disgusted.

her head away with

would definitely let me do whatever I

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