Novel Name : Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 1072

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A hint of recognition flashed across Yorrick’s eyes. “You’re a smart girl, Ms. Mayweather.”

It seemed to him that he had found the right person.

Xyla lifted her head to meet his gaze. “What makes you think that I’ll help you?”

“You’ve helped me once, so I’m sure you can help me for the second time,” Yorrick said as he elegantly
cut through the steak.” If you help me this time, I’m sure you’ll be very satisfied with the rewards that
you’ll receive.”

As he was speaking, he had finished cutting the steak. He switched the plate with Xyla’s and added, “I’ll
be loyal to you and you alone during these three months.

I’ll be your boyfriend, and I can help you to get rid of that man.”

Xyla looked at the neatly cut pieces of steak on the plate. She rested her chin on her finger and said,
“Who told you that I need your help to get rid of that man?”

Yorrick chuckled. “According to my investigation, within this month of pursuing you, he was also pursuing
that woman as well as his female fans.”

Xyla was stumped. A hint of surprise crossed her eyes, but she did not believe Yorrick entirely.

Yorrick picked up the wine glass and put it in front of his lips. As he took a sip, he said, “You don’t believe
me?”

She chuckled. “That’s his own private life. It has nothing to do with me.”

“Of course, it has something to do with



you,” Yorrick replied as he put the wine glass down. “Zestar Media can’t provide any good resources to
him anymore. He’s going to get overpassed by other newcomers. If he loses his resources, he’ll fall from
an A-list actor to a C-or D-list actor.

“And you, Ms. Mayweather, you’re the daughter of the director of Royal Crown, and the resources you
can offer are a lot better. If he can take you down, it will be like earning a ticket to his success in his
career, so do you think he’ll give up so easily?”

Xyla retracted her gaze. “That’s your assumption only.”





A smile appeared at the corner of Yorrick’s lips. He looked intently at her. “Do you want to make a bet,
Ms. Mayweather?” “What are we going to bet on?” Xyla asked.

“Let’s see if my assumption is correct or not. If I lose, I retract the deall just proposed and will never
appear in front of you again. If I win…” He paused for a moment as a smile hopped into his eyes.” You’ll
have to agree to my deal, Ms. Mayweather.”

Xyla looked at him. If he did not know some insider information, he wouldn’t have said it out so
confidently.

She lowered her head and smiled. “You know with certainty that I’ll lose, so it looks to me that I have to
agree to your deal.”

“Are you not going to fight for it?” he asked with a smile.

Xyla touched the lipstick mark on the cup’s rim and replied, “Why should I fight for an irrelevant man? I
know better than you what kind of man he is.”



Yorrick smiled, but he did not say anything.

At Stoslo’s DePaul Town…

Maisie brought Nolan to visit her grandfather. A middle-aged woman brought them to the nursing home.
In the courtyard, Hernandez sat in a wheelchair looking at the scenery in the distance.

“Grandpa.”

Maisie walked over to him.

Hernandez turned his head around and smiled at her gently. “You’ve come.”.

She stopped beside Hernandez and squatted down. She looked at him and said, “Yeah. I’ve come to see
you.” He lifted his hand to stroke her head and said, “Please forgive me for not telling you about
everything, Zee.”

Maisie shook her head. “I knew you wouldn’t die so easily, so I was truly happy when Uncle Erwin
brought me the news.”

He withdrew his hand and looked at Nolan. “Thank you very much, kid. It seems to me that my

granddaughter is in good hands.”

Nolan smiled. “Of course. I’d take care of her even if you didn’t tell me to.”

“Hmph!” Hernandez turned around and continued. “Although I used to hate the Goldmanns in the past,
seeing that my granddaughter is having such a happy life, I’ll do you a favor and stop hating you guys.”


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