Chapter 121


    GrasssyGreeen#: She’s that new designer, right? I didn’t expect that she would do such a thing. It turns


    out that masterpieces don’t really reflect the real personality of the designer. I’m never ? buying


    Vaenna’s jewelry anymore.


    A huge group ofizens started tagging Willow’s Twitter and Facebook ounts in theirments


    and even started a hashtag to condemn her.


    zed Onion#: There’s no need to exin anymore. There’s so much concrete evidence, just


    deactivate your Facebook and Twitter ount.


    SpicyFood4Life#: You actually call yourself a jewelry designer? You’re an insult to those jewelry


    designs!


    SexyV#: Isn’t it funny? A designer who came up with a collection of jewelry that pays tribute to the


    Gothic design concept didn’t even know designer D. I heard that she was able toe up with such


    perfect masterpieces after only a month of learning jewelry design. It’s a bit outrageous, don’t you


    think? I doubt those works have anything to do with her.


    At the Vanderbilt manor…


    Willow was attacked by theizens so much that she dared not look at her phone, and her mind was


    about to break down again.


    Le walked up to her worriedly, picked up Willow’s cell phone, went through the viciousments,


    and asked anxiously, “How did this happen? Haven’t you rified it?”


    “I really didn’t expect that Pearl would have the ability to let those goons push all the me back t o


    me. D*mn it, Maisie Vanderbilt! That bitch is the person to be med! She should’ve been the one who


    got all the spotlightst night!” Willow bit the nail of her thumb so hard that her nail was about to crack


    ‘The Santiagos have now begun to suppress the Vanderbilts, and I was afraid that Dad would suspect


    me. That’s why I chose to go public and rify the matter. Now great, Pearl has actually turned the


    table and checkmated me!


    ‘D*mn, Maisie is the one to me for all this. Had it not been because Maisie had Nn covering her


    *ss, would Pearl change her target and start to deal with me now?’


    “Since that b*tch wants to rain fire and brimstone onto us, mother-and-daughter, it seems that we’ll


    have to reveal our trump card now.”


    Willow stared at her mother. “What trump card do we have now?”


    Le exined smugly, “Of course it’s to push all the me to Maisie. Since she wants you to take the


    fall for the incident, then how can we not put up a fight and make her life a living hell too?”


    “Don’t forget, how did the person in the lounge turn into Ms. Santiagost night? Maisie must be the


    b*tch who set up the whole thing. If that’s the case, wouldn’t Ms. Santiago hate her too? So as long as


    we can push all the me to Maisie, there’s no way she can escape this!”


    ‘That b*tch wants to witness from afar when my daughter and Ms. Santiago fight each other to the


    death while she withdraws from this incident unscathed? Keep dreaming!


    In the evening…


    Nn came to the 16th floor. Almost all the staff members on the 16th floor had gone off work, and


    only the office’s lights were still on.


    He arrived outside Maisie’s office, only to see Maisie lying on the desk asleep with a pen in her hand,


    and there were also a few unfinished drawings on the desk.


    Nn walked up to her side, took the pen in her hand, put it away, and nced down at the


    unsuspecting woman.


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    ‘She looks adorable only when she’s asleep.’


    He picked up Maisie horizontally while Maisie only turned her head and leaned in afortable


    position without showing any tendency of waking up.


    “You do know how to sleep soundly in peace.” A hint of helplessness shed across the bottom of


    Nn’s eyes as he looked at the woman in his arms.


    Back at the Goldmann mansion…


    Nn was still carrying Maisie while he entered the door.


    The three rugrats were sitting beside Mr. Goldmann Sr. eating dinner, and they were all dumbfounded


    when they saw their mothering in with their mother in his arms.


    Nn carried her upstairs, Colton wanted to catch up to them and have a look, but he was dragged


    back by Mr. Goldmann Sr. “You little rascal, why are you following them?”


    Colton responded immediately, “I’m going to see Daddy and Mommy!”


    “You’d be like the cat among the two pigeons if you were to join them now,” Mr. Goldmann Sr. said


    helplessly. “Your father and mother need to spend some time alone. Otherwise, how can your dad


    chase your mom?” “Yeah, Mommy still can’t ept Daddy.” Daisie nodded her head slightly.