Chapter 230

Nolan was rendered speechless.

What would the man who killed it in the business world be afraid of? The answer was his wife getting
angry. Now his biggest fear was that his children would have unique ideas about him. He was going to
get a heart attack.

Maisie spoke to someone on the phone on the balcony. The other party said something, and Maisie
looked down “Thanks, Mr. Zidane. Please don’t tell my father about this.”

The person on the other end said something back, and Maisie nodded. “Alright, we’ll speak tomorrow
then.”

Maisie put down her phone and looked coldly into the night view. She had seen what was the agenda
behind dinner that night.

Even if her dad insisted on being on her side, it was weak compared to how hungry Madam Vanderbilt
and Yorick’s family were.

If they could not make Stephen hand over Vaenna’s ownership, they would be thinking about taking it by
force soon.

And then there was Leila and Willow.

Leila was clever enough not to be on the wrong side this time around because she had something of
theirs. Even though she couldn’t be sure if Leila was working with them, Maisie seemed to have caught
something interesting.



A pair of arms suddenly grabbed her waist. She was wearing thin clothing. Her cool body was suddenly
warmed by the body that was hugging her from behind.

“Aren’t you tired of facing the entire family by yourself? Why didn’t you just bring me along?” Nolan
sounded a little hurt.

If his face didn’t remain the same, and his identity was never changed, she would suspect whether he
was an impostor.

“There’s no need for your help yet.” Maisie tumed to look at him. That beautiful face of his looked even
better without his usual. stemness and coldness.



No, why did she think that he looked even better?

Nolan ran his finger over her lips narrowed his eyes, and said, “Just do what you have to. I’ll take care of
the rest.”

Maisie paused and avoided his gaze. “I know, but can you-Mm!”

Her lips were sealed. He seemed to have guessed what she was going to say. He didn’t want to be
serious.

“It’s time to sleep,” the man whispered and carried her toward the bed.

Seeing how his hands were wandering, Maisie blushed. “Nolan, you said to sleep-”

He was always the one in control.

The night was just as crazy as any other night.



The next day…

Maisie met with Mr. Zidane at a cafe. The lawyer had prepared an equity transfer agreement for her.

When she saw that it matched the agreement her father had made, she was content.

“Ms. Vanderbilt, why would you need this agreement?” He didn’t understand why Maisie would want to
make a fake agreement.

Maisie looked at him. “I have my use for it. I might be able to help my father see through a few people.”

No matter what methods they used, she would be more relaxed knowing there was a copy of the
agreement.

She remembered something and smiled. “Mr. Zidane, there’s something else I need your help with.”

Mr. Zidan paused and nodded. “Alright, tell me.”

Leila hadn’t returned home the previous night. When she got home and saw Stephen, she avoided his
gaze. 1

“Leila, where were you last night? Stephen finally agreed for you and Willow to return, but you didn’t stay
over.” Madam Vanderbilt wasn’t happy that Leila had been qut.


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