Charming Mommy Of Adorable Triplets Chapter 1793


    King William calmed himself down and said, “Get me Ms. Livingston. Her family has a lot


    of clout in Haniston. I think things will be better with the Livingstons‘ assistance.”


    Paul got someone to make contact with Zenovia. When Zenovia came


    to the pce, she was fretful. She had seen the news of Noce going missing as well.


    However, she couldn‘t tell if Noce had gone missing after meeting her


    uncle or before. If he went missing after meeting her uncle, it would get the Livingstons into unnecessar


    y trouble.


    She had already reminded her uncle many times, so


    she was pretty certain that her uncle wouldn‘t do it since


    it wouldn‘t give the Livingstons any benefits if he did that.


    Noce‘s disappearance was too coincidental.


    It was so coincidental that she began to wonder whether this was all set up by Noce himself.


    She knocked on the door


    and went into the study room after getting permission. “Your Majesty, I heard that you‘re looking for me.


    ”


    King William lifted his head and said, “I believe that you‘re aware of what happened to Noce, right?”


    Zenovia nodded and replied without any hesitation, “I saw it, and I‘ve contacted my uncle. He


    told me that he’ll keep me in the


    loop.”


    King William let out a sigh of relief. “I‘ll be counting on you then. Please, make sure that


    Noce is safe.”


    When Zenovia came out of the study room, the smile on her face disappeared. No matter who did it, sh


    e wouldn‘t let them have it their way.


    Zenovia came out of the pce and saw a red–


    haired woman leaning against the car window, chatting with her driver.


    Her face sank as she walked over and pushed the woman away. “Who are you?”


    Her driver was stunned. “Miss–”


    When Zenovia saw the woman was dressed in a mboyant and sexy outfit, she


    scoffed and said, “Since when can you people carry out your filthy pimping business outside of the p


    ce?”


    Maggie did not fly into a rage at Zenovia‘s snarkyment. Crossing her arms in front of her chest, sh


    e lifted her eyelids and measured Zenovia. “I’m


    filthy ? Then what about you, Ms. Livingston? Do you think


    you‘re very noble for bing the third wheel of someone‘s rtionship?”


    Zenovia grew vignt as she asked, “You know me?”


    “Of course, I know you. The scandal between


    you and the daughter of the Goldmanns has created such a hugemotion across


    the nation. You‘re a famous person right now, so how is there any chance that I wouldn’t know you?” M


    aggie chuckled. Then, she handed a card to the driver and winked at him. “Sir, feel free to


    call me when you‘re feeling


    lonely.”


    The driver did not dare to take the card. He looked at Zenovia as if he was asking her for help.


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    Maggie turned around and left.


    Zenovia stared at her driver. “What? Don‘t tell me that you’re also into this kind of dirty woman?”


    Not only her father but even her driver was the same. That‘s why she looked down on them.


    The driver did not dare to say anything at all. Zenovia got into the car and mmed the door shut. After


    The night in Haniston was lively. There were all sorts of neon lights on the side


    of the street, a steady stream of people was walking on the


    flyover, and cars were passing under the bridge.


    Several police cars were shuttled in the traffic, and the


    department stores‘ screens showed thetest news, such as thetest investigation of Juneau


    Livingston and the disappearance of the Knowles‘ descendant.


    Inside the cab, the driver was


    listening to the news on the radio,” The police department suspects that Young Mr. Knowles might have


    doing their best to search for him. Yaramoor has also sent people over to assist the work


    of the police. We ask all the citizens to keep an eye on their surroundings and contact the police departm


    they find any


    suspected traces of Young Mr. Knowles.”


    The driver pulled out a box of cigarettes and put one into his mouth. At the same time,


    a passenger entered his car.


    The driver looked toward the back through the rear mirror. It was dimly lit inside the


    car. The man was wearing a mask, so he couldn‘t see his face. He had put the hood of his


    jacket on and wore wireless headphones.