Chapter 118

‘It’s a pity that she cannot escape the discord that she has sewed with Pearl.’ Inside the car… Nolan drove the car back to the Goldmann mansion. Maisie, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, kept looking out the window of the car. ‘This man hasn’t spoken a word. Is this a good thing or a bad thing?’ When he stopped the car at the red light intersection, Nolan turned to look at her, his eyes scorching. Maisie felt it all. She turned her head and met his gaze. “Mr. Goldmann, may I know why you are looking at me like that?” He raised his eyebrows slightly. “Do I need a reason to look at my woman?” Maisie gave off a smirk. “Being your woman is quite a risky job. I don’t think you would say so if I were to be the woman in the lounge tonight.” Nolan’s eyes turned indifferent and gloomy. ‘What would I do if the woman in the lounge was really her? I’m afraid that I’d kill the men who touched her.’ He looked away and smiled faintly. “It seems that I’ve underestimated you.” ‘I