The next day-in the conference room of Blackgold headquarters.
The process of this serious meeting was equivalent to 30 minutes of torture for those in the room, especially since a gloomy aura was permeating from the person sitting in the center seat, which made the executives on both sides quiver.
Nolan’s head was not in the meeting at all. Instead, it was occupied with a certain cursed woman from last night. Just because he had had a lewd dream all night long, as if he were possessed, all he could see was that woman’s face. He must be going insane.
When the meeting finally ended, Nolan returned to his office with his jaw clenched. Holding a bunch of documents, Quincy walked in. “Mr. Goldmann, you’re back from the meeting.”
“Yeah.” Nolan sat back in his chair impetuously. “We‘re going swimming tonight.”
Quincy paused midway while flipping through the documents in his hands and looked up.” What? Why the sudden urge to swim?”
Nolan hesitated before looking up with a straight face and spitting out the words. “To cool off.”
Quincy muttered, “Oh!” As if something came to mind, he exclaimed, “By the way, sir, when I sent Miss Vanderbilt home last night,”
to hear her name. Quincy kept his mouth shut. Alright, maybe he was talking too
there.” Seeing Nolan‘s irritable expression, Quincy immediately stopped talking. He was only a messenger At Vaenna Jewelry… While Maisie was passing through the corridor, a couple of employees walked past her, and
a stick of walking dynamite. Nothing ever pleases her.
bad she had to be a Vanderbilt.
toward Willow’s office. “I said to leave me alone!” Without even looking, Willow threw a folder on her table in the direction of the door. It landed right by Maisie’s
folder and smiled. “It’s only morning. What got you so riled up?” ‘Ah, Maisie,
Willow‘s head. With a surge of rage, she marched toward Maisie and lifted her
the incoming slap. “Did someone unleash the hounds of hell? Weren’t you the one
six years ago. Did Willow
an idiot would be that
I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Willow felt too drained to
you mad at me for?” Maisie stared right into her eyes.
let Maisie know what had gone down between her and Mr.
“Did you think Mr. Baldwin wouldn’t come after you again just because you got away last night? Once he lays his eyes on something,