Chapter 410

Whenever the media was focused on whether she would be dumped again, Nicholas would give them a
slap in the face with his actions-ten years of marriage without any rumors of a breakup.

After that, everyone in Bassburgh would talk about how there would never be women involved when
Nicholas had business dinners, or he would turn around and leave.

Natasha, who used to have a lot of dating rumors, would rather take roles in boring soap operas than
anything romantic-not because they didn’t trust each other, but because they trusted each other a lot and
cared for and respected each other. 1

Maisie blinked and sighed. “Father must have loved Nolan’s mother a lot, right?”

But if it weren’t because of the de Armas… Nicholas might not have lost the love of his life.

Cherie nodded and sighed. “After Mrs. Goldmann’s incident 15 years ago, Mr. Goldmann became quiet,
and the reason he stayed in their mansion all that time was that Mrs Goldmann loved that place.”

Maisie paused. That was why Nicholas would rather stay in an old mansion far from town instead of in
the city. That was also the reason he never remarried, even though it had been so many since Nolan’s

mother had passed.

Maisie was touched. People loved happy endings, so no one would want to see love stories cut short
due to death.

‘But, do happy endings really exist? We just have to appreciate people while they are still around.

After breakfast, Maisie and Cherie bumped into Mr. Jones on the way back to the suite.



Jones looked a little over 30, with thick brows, a high nose bridge, and deep-set eyes, the epitome of a
beautiful man. He was dressed casually, with his gloves on, and seemed to be going out



“Ms. Zora.” Jones walked toward them, smiling. “What a coincidence. Were you just done with
breakfast?”

Maisie smiled and nodded. “Yes.”

She looked at him and asked, “Are you going out?”

He nodded. “Yes, my friends asked me out for a game of golf. Would you be interested?”

Maisie didn’t turn him down. “Yes.”

Cherie noticed that he was making a move on Maisie.

Maisie turned to ask Cherie, “I’m going golfing with Mo Jones. Do you want to join us?”

“Huh?” Cherie was surprised. She pulled Maisie aside and said, “Maisie, you’re going with him? Aren’t
you afraid that he’d-”

Maisie noticed that she was worried, so she smiled.”

You’re coming along, aren’t you?” Gandhi

“That’s true. I can protect you.” She wasn’t good at a lot of things, but fighting was one thing she could
do well.

Jones brought them to an outdoor field. It was wide like a private garden.



“Hey, Jones!”

A few men walked toward them and greeted each other. A man with blue hair hugged his shoulder while
looking at the two women. “Jones, where did you find these two beauties?”

Jones slapped his hand away and introduced, “This is Ms. Zora. I’m sure you’ve heard of her.”

“Oh, Zora, the jewelry designer from Luxella?” The blue-haired man flashed a wide grin and held out his
hand. “Ms. Zora, I’ve heard so much about you. I didn’t know that you were so beautiful.”

“Thanks.”

Maisie gracefully shook his hand.


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