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The Three Little Guardian Angels

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chapter 1292

“Huh?” Barbara looked at Maisie.

Maisie smiled and shook her head. “Nothing.”

If she had not had a miscarriage that year, she would have four kids by now.

Maybe this was her fate.

Until now, she did not intend to have a fourth kid.

In the meantime, in the interview room of the Blackgold Group...

The female interviewee accurately analyzed the industry data of the Blackgold

Group, and her confidence made the three interviewers nod with satisfaction.

They flipped across her profile.

Cecil Wolfsbane, 29 years old, graduated from a prestigious university in Stoslo

with a master's degree in architecture. Her academic background was perfect.

An interviewer rose to his feet and said, “ That’s all for today, Ms. Wolfsbane. We’ll be in touch with you if you’re

shortlisted.”

Cecil smiled and stood up. She nodded and said, “Thank you.”

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After that, she took her purse and left the interview room without turning her head back.

At that moment, Quincy came over. He subconsciously took a glance at her, and she nodded at him with a smile

while walking away.

He was stunned for a moment and turned his head around to look at the woman, she indeed was very pretty, but

he did not know why but he sensed a strange and eerie vibe from her.

When the three interviewers came out of the interview room, they saw Quincy and greeted him. “Mr. Lawson.”

Quincy looked at them and asked, “Was she here for an interview?”

“Yeah, she wants to join our planning department. By the way, this is her resume,” an interviewer said as he

handed the resume to Quincy.

Quincy took over and flipped through it while immersed in his thoughts.

He arrived at the administrative department and knocked on the door. He then approached the desk and said, “Mr.

Goldmann, this is the resume for the interviewee.”

Nolan closed the document in his hand and took over the resume. Quincy pressed his lips thin and said, “The

woman that came for an interview today has a beautiful academic background. She studied architecture and

graduated from a renowned university overseas. The interviewers said she knew our company very well, so I guess

she must’ve done some research on US. But...”

Nolan narrowed his eyes. “But what?”

Quincy scratched his head. “I don’t know why, but this woman is exuding a strange vibe. The way she looked at me

gave me the impression that she knew me.”

Nolan did not say anything in return and looked at the resume. The woman in the photo had a perfect face. She

looked so perfect that she seemed like a fake person.

However, no matter how beautiful she was, she was still not as beautiful as Maisie. He put the resume down and

lifted his head to look at him. “Why? You like her?”

Quincy was stumped. He hastily shook his hand. “Nope! Nope! Absolutely not!” tapped the desk with his finger in a

rhythmic tempo and said, “You aren’t young anymore. It’s almost time for you to form a family.”

“Please, not you too, Mr. Goldmann. I'm going to jump off a building if you guys

don't stop urging me to find a wife,” Quincy said. “I didn't complain about

anything when you left the company in my hands to enjoy your life with your

wife back then, and now you want me to get a wife? I think I should just kill

myself instead.”

Nolan squinted. “What’s wrong? Did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed

this morning?”

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Quincy lowered his head and kept silent.

‘Can’t I even rant a little bit?’

Nolan pushed the document on the desk back to him and ordered, “Inform the

human resource department. I'll let them be in charge of the new recruitment."

"Okay," Quincy replied. He had just complained about his boss, so he dared not

to stay here anymore. He took the document and left immediately.

At night...

A group of men was beating a woman in an alley. The woman huddled on the

ground with her head in her hands, and the air was filled with her intermittent

cries.

A middle-aged man wearing a golden ring was sitting in the car. He took a drag

from his cigarette before ordering his men to stop.

He emerged from the car, approached the woman, flicked the ashes on her, and

said, " Linda, we've signed an agreement. If you pull out right now, you'll need

to pay me $150,000.

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