Chapter 978

Madam Knowles had contacted Thomas through a certain medium and told him that the woman he loved
was forced to death by Sam back. That was why Thomas would interfere in the Knowles’ affairs.

Maisie squinted. “So Elder Master Clifford chose to cooperate with Madam Knowles in order to get his
revenge?”

She chuckled after saying that. “If Sam really forced Elder Master Clifford’s lover to death, and Madam
Knowles has used this condition to convince your grandfather into getting back at the Knowles, don’t you
think it’s strange? Shouldn’t Sam be the one who gets killed first and not Elder Master Knowles, who has
nothing to do with it?

“Madam Knowles allowed Sam to live until he died of illness. How could your grandfather wait so
patiently for so many years?” She stared at Jackie and uttered word by word, “If it were me, I wouldn’t be
able to wait for that long. Unless there’s a reason for me to do so.”

Jackie looked down as he thought about something. He then picked up the wine glass after a long time.
“That woman… She seems to have given birth to a daughter for my grandfather.”

Maisie returned to her car. Lucy’s finger, which was about to dial 911, trembled when she saw Maisie
open the car door.

Lucy raised her head. “Ms. Vanderbilt, you’re back. I was about to call the police if you still hadn’t
returned.” Maisie closed the car door and fastened her seat belt. “I told you that it’d be fine, didn’t IR I
wouldn’t lie to you.”

Lucy heaved a sigh of relief and asked again, “Do you know that person?”



Maisie replied while driving, “He’s an old classmate of mine.”

“An old classmate?” Lucy scratched her cheeks and muttered, “Why is my intuition telling me that he’s a
mobster?” ‘He actually brought two men in black along with him. I thought they were debt collectors who
came to talk business.’

Maisie smiled and said nothing. At Octavia, at the Clifford manor…





Thomas stood in front of the photo with his hands crossed. His expression looked gloomy as he
whispered to the woman in the photo,” Simmie, I’ve been looking for our daughter for most of my life, but
I haven’t even had the chance to run into her. Did she just go with you ? If that’s the case, I hate myself
more. I hate myself for believing what Olga said.” Speaking of this, Thomas could not help but look even
sulkier. I’ve never doubted Olga because she’s Simmie’s sister, but she obviously adopted our daughter
and chose to keep it from me for decades. She even made our daughter live in the Knowles as a tool
that profited them!

Thomas shouted, and a bodyguard came in from outside. “Sir.”

Thomas said expressionlessly, “Contact Madam Knowles on my behalf and tell her that our collaboration
ends today. By the

way, I want to settle an account with her.”

In the courtyard…

Daisie was sitting alone on the swing. She had become a lot less talkative and a lot more depressed
than before. She was not the lively girl that she usually was anymore. Quincy, who was standing in the



corridor, saw this, lowered his head, and sighed. Nolan came over at the exact moment. What’s wrong?”

Quincy looked at him, “Mr. Goldmann, the young lady has been extremely quiet these past few days. It
seems that Noilace’s affair has affected her quite a bit.”

Nolan frowned and looked in Daisie’s direction. “This girl has a sensitive soul, I think she’ll remain in this
state for quite some time, but she’ll eventually recover

from the heartbreak:

“But how are we going to explain this to Mrs. Goldmann when we get back to Bussburgh?”

‘The child was enthusiastic and kicking before coming to Octavia, but she’s become so dispirited now.
Those who don’t know would most probably think that she’s undergone some kind of mental abuse.’

Nolan pinched and rubbed the bridge of his nose, “We’ll take care of that when we’re back.”

“Mr Goldmann!” A bodyguard rushed toward him in a hurry and said something to Nolan.

Nolan paused for a bit and frowned faintly.” Are you sure about that?”



The bodyguard nodded. “The news came from Yaramoor, so it shouldn’t be fake.” Quincy was shocked
after hearing this, and he could not help but look in Daisie’s direction. “If the young lady were to be
informed about this…”


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