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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 palace, she was fretful. She had seen
the news of Nollace going missing as well.
However, she couldn‘t tell if Nollace had gone missing after meeting her uncle or before. If he went missing after
meeting her uncle, it would get the Livingstons into unnecessary 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.
Nollace‘s disappearance was too coincidental.
It was so coincidental that she began to wonder whether this was all set up by Nollace 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 Nollace, right?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtZenovia 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 Nollace is safe.”
When Zenovia came out of the study room, the smile on her face disappeared. No matter who did it, she wouldn‘t
let them have it their way.
Zenovia came out of the palace 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 flamboyant and sexy outfit, she scoffed and said, “Since when can
you people carry out your filthy pimping business outside of the palace?”
Maggie did not fly into a rage at Zenovia‘s snarky comment. Crossing her arms in front of her chest, she lifted her
eyelids and measured Zenovia. “I’m filthy ? Then what about you, Ms. Livingston? Do you think you‘re very noble
for becoming the third wheel of someone‘s relationship?”
Zenovia grew vigilant 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 huge
commotion across the nation. You‘re a famous person right now, so how is there any chance that I wouldn’t know
you?” Maggie 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.
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 slammed the door shut. After the car
had driven away, Maggie, who was inside another car not far away, picked her phone up and pressed the recording
button.
The night in Haniston was lively. There were all sorts of neon lights on the side of the street, a steady stream of
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmpeople 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 the latest news, such as
the latest 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 been kidnapped, and they are 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 department if 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.
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