The Three Little Guardian Angels
Chapter 947

Chapter 947

Madam Nera laughed. "You don't have to be this humble when you're with me. All I've done is provide you with the channels. As for Mr. Goldmann, if you really wanted to rely on him, he would have helped you turn Soul into a top gun in the industry long ago."

She then placed her hand on the back of Maisie's hand. "I have high hopes for you because, despite your ability, you're very modest and have always kept a low profile, which is completely different from the big names that I've met in the past.

"It's always been rather inevitable for many designers to become arrogant after gaining the reputation and identity they've always dreamed of. Of course, they've put in a lot of effort to attain such glory, so although they're not as humble as I wish they could be, they've already proven themselves with their success. It's just that their essence has changed

"Once someone possesses fame, status, and power, it's rare and valuable not to forget their original intention and passion. So, Zee, no matter how much fame you manage to accumulate in the future, don't forget who you are and your origin."

Maisie stared at Madam Nera and nodded with a smile.

After having afternoon tea with Madam Nera, Maisie pushed Madam Nera in her wheelchair as they walked along the corridor while the female bodyguard and assistant were behind them.

"Godmother, have you and Mr. Knowles known each other since you were young?" Asking more about Tristan was part of Maisie's original intention when she had asked Madam Nera out for tea.

It was just that she could not make it look too obvious, so she could only ask her about him at the right time.

Madam Nera smiled and nodded. "Yes, I worked as a design apprentice in Yaramoor when I was younger. I didn't have much money back then, so I could only study and work as a part-timer in order to pay for my tuition fees."

Maisie was stunned and looked a little surprised. "You've been to Yaramoor in order to become an apprentice?"

She smiled again. "Unbelievable, isn't it? Even someone like me started from the very bottom of the industry and had to work hard too. I had to work in almost all types of industries back then. The mentor who taught me about jewelry design at that time was Tristan's mentor.'

After saying so, Madam Nera sighed all of a sudden. "Tristan actually has quite a talent for jewelry design, however..."

"However?" Maisie was curious.

Madam Nera sighed again. "It's just that his mother didn't like it. That's why he gave it up."

Maisie froze in place for a split second.

Nolan had told her before that Tristan's mother did not like her son for some reason.

She pretended to be surprised. "Why would his mother not like it? Wouldn't it be a pity for him just to give up his talent?"

Madam Nera turned to look at her. "Why do you want to know these things?" Maisie smiled helplessly and answered her, "Nolan's mother is related to the Knowles, but he doesn't like the Knowles very much. But I don't think Mr. Knowles looks like a despicable person, so I want to know more about him."

Seeing that she was doing so for Nolan, Madam Nera nodded. "So that's the case. I don't know much about Tristan, but I've heard a thing or two about his mother."

Madam Nera told her that Tristan's mother, the current leader of the Knowles, was of mixed blood, and she was part East Winstonite.

That woman's social skills were in another league compared to other socialites of her time. Otherwise, she would not have caught Elder Master Knowles' attention.

She had only been in her 30s when she became the second wife of Elder Master Knowles, who was already in his 50s at that time. Of course, because the two had a 20-year-age gap, it would be a frequently discussed topic among Yaramoor's nobility that she had chosen to marry the old man for profit.

Maisie stopped, and a trace of suspicion flashed across her face. "Could it be that the two of them didn't come together because of love

?"