The Three Little Guardian Angels
Chapter 715

Chapter 715

After saying that, the guard took a better look at Ryleigh.

Probably because she was petite, and her bare and beautiful face made her look pure and younger, she looked as if she was a Saydie or an 18-year-old girl, no matter how the guard looked at her. Thus, the guard asked Louis, "Is this... your niece?"

Ryleigh burst into laughter and bent down on the spot while giving the guard a thumbs-up before Louis could even react to the question. "Sir, you have impeccable eyesight!"

Louis's expression dimmed. He then grabbed her arm and brought her in.

He was taking huge steps, and Ryleigh was being dragged along the way by him, struggling to keep up. "Can you slow down?"

Louis slowed down. "Shouldn't you blame your short legs for this?"

Ryleigh wrestled her wrist out of his hand upon hearing this. "Yes, I do have short legs. Hasn't that ex-girlfriend of yours who's famous for her long legs returned to Zlokova?"

Louis looked at her and did not answer her directly but asked instead, "Why are you here at the Royal Academy of Music? Who are you looking to meet here?"

"Anyway, I'm not here to see you." Ryleigh crossed her arms and looked around at the environment of the academy

The Royal Academy of Music was very large. It was divided into the north, south, east, and west region, occupying half of a district. Visitors would have to go around the campus in sightseeing buses if they would like to take a look around the whole academy

Louis smiled. "Are you here to see Chenney?"

Ryleigh was startled and looked at him with a hint of surprise.

Louis brought her to the orchestra department.

Chenney's expression changed slightly when she saw Ryleigh standing next to Louis.

Nonetheless, she greeted her with a smile, pretending to be surprised. "Ryleigh?

Ryleigh Hill? Is it really you?"

Chenney grabbed her hand enthusiastically. "It's been so many years, and I thought I'd never see you again."

Chenney and Ryleigh had both been students of the orchestra department at the University of Northway. And the candidate who had won that one and only spot back then was Chenney, who was now a professor of the Royal Academy of Music.

Ryleigh did not actually suspect her, but...

Seeing that she did not respond to her enthusiasm, Chenney looked a little embarrassed. "Ryleigh, are you alright?"

Ryleigh recovered from the trance and smiled. "I'm fine. It's just that I thought you wouldn't remember me."

Chenney took a glance at Louis. "How could I not remember you, after all..."

She then sighed. "How great would things be if that incident hadn't taken place back then? Of course, I understand that you must have been very troubled back then."

Ryleigh did not utter another word.

Louis looked at her for a long time, and something went through his mind.

At Soul Jewelry...

"Ms. Vanderbilt, several reporters are outside, saying that they wish to interview you. It should be about the news."

Maisie was currently drafting a sketch, and she was stunned when she heard that. She then raised her head and stared at the female employee. "Go to them and reject their request. Just tell them that I'm not free."

The female employee went out.

Maisie lowered her head, and an entertainment news feed popped up on her cell phone screen.

#Mr. Goldmann's Wife Deliberately Made Things Difficult for a model by Spilling Coffee on Her at the Advertisement Filming Scene#

Maisie looked at the article and chuckled.

'I didn't get the article suppressed, and someone already can't sit still and tries to come at me again after a few days'

Maisie called Saydie in and handed her the unopened perfume box that Xyla had given her that day. "Send this box of perfume back to Ms. Mayweather."

Saydie nodded.

At Royal Crown...

Jason stared at the perfume box that Saydie had just returned to Xyla, and he looked upset when the others left the room. "This woman is so arrogant and ignorant at the same time. What does she mean by returning the gift that you gave her the other day?" Xyla looked at the unopened perfume box on the table and pursed her lips.

She clearly knew what Maisie meant by returning the perfume to her unopened, and it seemed to be related to today's article.

This article was not her doing because rubbing Maisie up the wrong way would not do her any good.

Naturally, Xyla had an idea of who was the one behind this article.