The Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 2319


    Chapter 2319 Daisie was famously blowti to be the youngdy of the Goldmanns, but she had never


    shown her colleagues any temper at all


    One of the stresses suddenly remembered something and said, “Daisie, l‘un not really sure whether i


    should tell you this. But I actually think that Assistant Director Gosling should have something to do


    with the fact that Tiffany doesn‘t like you very much.”


    Daisle froze for a split second, then turned to look at her but did not utter a single word.


    Another actress also thought of something and added, “Oh yeah, I can see that Tiffany seeins to have


    a thing for Assistant Director Gosling, so i guess she‘s probably jealous of you because he scenis to


    care a lot about you.”


    Daisie squinted.


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    “Tiffany hates me because of my rtionship with Zephir? But nothing is going on between us, not to


    mention that I‘ve been trying to avoid him as much as I can in order to prevent suspicion while we‘re


    working together on the crew.‘ She suddenly remembered something, turned her licad, and asked with


    a smile, “oh yes, do you know where the young actor lives?” On the ne from Coralia to Bassburgh...


    Cameron leaned on the back of the chair with her arms crossed and closed her eyes to get sojne rest


    while wearing a mask


    Waylon, who was sitting beside her, flipped through the magazine in his hand. He then turned his head


    to the side, took a nce at the woman beside him, who was hugging herself tightly, and waved to


    summon the flight attendant. Astewardess walked over with a smile. “Sir, do you need anything?” “Can


    you bring me a nket? Thank you.” “Of course, please give me a minute.” The flight attendant brought


    him a nket, and Waylon grabbed it from her and covered Cameron with it. The ne encountered


    turbulence, and the flight got a little bumpy, and Cameron‘s head leaned onto his shoulder. He froze for


    a split second and turned to stare at the head leaning against his shoulder. Waylon raised his hand and


    brushed the hair that was hanging on her forehead. After an hour and a half, the ne finally arrived at


    Bassburgh Airport


    Waylon rubbed her head. “It‘s time to get up.”


    Cameron took off her mask in a daze, subconsciously found herself leaning on his shoulder, and


    immediately sat up. She then stretched and looked out the window. “We‘re finally back.”


    Waylon and Cameron got off the ne. When she walked out of the airport, the weather was so hot


    that she look off her jacket, and


    Bet checks were flushed: “Can‘ we obtain the certificate tomorrow?” Waylon stopped in front of the car


    and turned to look at her. “Tomorrow Is a Saturday, and the cily hall is closed on the weekend.” She


    crossed her arms. “Another two days of waiting won‘t make any difference, right?” le stretched out his


    hand and took thedy into his arms. “Don‘t you want to get your cards unfrozen?”


    Cameron was rendered speechless. After leaving the airport, the two went straight to the city hall.


    Standing outside the city hall, Cameron started to question herself a little. She turned around. “Or else,


    we‘ll juste back two dayste–”


    Waylon wrapped his arm around her waist. “I may no longer want to get married in another two days.”


    Cameron was startl.


    Ke approached Cameron and said with a hint or amusement shing across his eyes, looking as


    cunning as a fox. “If I were to regret it two dayster, then there‘s no other way to get Mr. Southern to


    unsrecze your cards. I don‘t know how long it‘ll take him to figure things out by himsell. Am I right?” 1


    Cameron looked at Waylon‘s smirk and felt as if she had been tricked. “Wayne Goldmann, are you


    trying to – Aah!”


    Before she could finish her sentence, Waylon picked her up and strode into the city hall. Seeing all the


    gazes that they had managed to attract, Cameron quickly covered her face in embarrassment. “Wayne


    Goldmann, this is so embarrassing. Let me down!”


    He chuckled. “Be good, and don‘t move.”


    In the registration hall...


    Cameron and Waylon sat at the table and presented their ID cards and other relevant documents, and


    the handler ced a document in front of them.


    Waylon picked up the pen and signed the certificate immediately.


    He then handed the pen to Cameron.


    Cameron was still in a trance.


    ‘After leaving my signature on this piece of paper, we‘ll be officially husband and wise.‘ 1