The Three Little Guardian Angels
Chapter 711

Chapter 711

However, Xyla calmed down almost instantly upon thinking she still possessed a piece of Ryleigh's dark history.

'If Maisie really cares about her friends, then I won't end up as the sole person who suffers a defeat in this incident:

Maisie sat in the office, scrolling through the trending posts on Twitter and Google, and the corners of her lips were slightly lifted. 'It seems that the money that I've spent didn't go to waste. The article has already dominated the list of trending posts:

After a while, she saw the Instagram story published by Xyla, which clarified that the headlines were nonexistent and that netizens should not believe in them.

'This Instagram story is enough to prove that Xyla is still not prepared to offend me completely.

A female employee hurried in. "Ms. Vanderbilt, Soul Jewelry has made its way onto Google Trends again!"

Maisie raised her gaze. "I'm well aware of that. Tell our employees just to ignore those articles. I'll deal with it myself."

Her cell phone rang not long after the female

employee left her office. Maisie took a glimpse at the screen of her phone and trembled.

'It's Nolan!

She quickly answered the call, "Hey, honey. Are you calling because you miss me?"

Upon hearing her call him "honey" in such a coquettish manner, Nolan's face, which initially looked spiritless, lost some of its coldness.

He pretended to clear his throat. "I've seen the article."

Maisie was perspiring on her forehead. He was obviously reminding her that he would take action if she still could not resolve it.

She replied calmly, "Honey, the article is actually on the trending list because of me. I did it on purpose."

Nolan frowned. "Did you just slander your own company?"

Maisie propped her chin against her hand and laughed. "Don't worry, honey. I'm not a person who would swallow this disgrace without putting up a fight." Maisie coaxed Nolan for a long time before he agreed not to intervene. She then stared at the redness and swelling on the back of her hand.

'Nolan would probably lose his cool if he were to know that I've been scalded by coffee.

Xyla came to replace Maisie. Maisie knew the reason she was here and went to meet her.

She came alone without her assistant. "Ms.

Vanderbilt, I'm sorry about what happened this morning. In order to express my apology, I want you to have this gift."

Maisie took a glance at it. It was a perfume sold by a luxury brand from Morwich known as Charm Co. Maisie had lived in Morwich for three years, so she had heard a lot about the perfume manufactured by

Charm Co.

A single bottle of perfume would cost at least tens of thousands after being converted into dollars.

Maisie did not accept it. "Mr. Mayweather, I don't blame you, and don't plan to blame you either. I'll accept your apology, but this

gift is too valuable. I can't accept it."

Xyla gave off a grin. "But I'll feel uneasy if you don't accept this gift, Ms. Vanderbilt."

She was determined to give it out.

Maisie squinted for a split second. "Since it's a kind gesture from you, then it'd be rude for me to insist on not accepting it."

Seeing that she had finally accepted it, Xyla smiled." I'll replace a way to clarify the trending article that has brought troubles upon you. My assistant sounded really rude back then, so please don't take it to heart." Maisie smiled. "I understand. I won't let your assistant's attitude affect our collaboration."

Xyla did not stay for long. She left Soul shortly after having a few words with Maisie.

Maisie stared at the box of perfume on the desk, and nobody knew what was going through her mind at the moment.

When she returned to the Goldmann mansion in the evening, she called out Daisie and Colton's names as soon as she arrived at

the entryway.

However, no one responded to her call.

Nolan stuck half of his handsome face out of the kitchen and looked at her, his voice sounding deep and melodious. "You've come home. Alfred brought Daisie and Colton back to the family estate." Maisie was startled for a moment, then looked around the living room. "Then where are all the servants and maids?"

"I gave them a few days off, so it's just us now." Nolan was simmering a broth in the kitchen. He had an apron on and had rolled his sleeves up to his elbows.