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Chapter 1790 Freyja was curious. “But she‘s your sister. Are you going to let the reporters do this to her?”
Waylon let go of her with calm eyes and a smile. “Ms. Pruitt, don‘t you think that what you said is a little ironic?”
Freyja was startled.
Waylon looked toward the crowd and said, “You think that my and Colton‘s overprotection is
too much for her, but now you want me to help her. She won‘t be able to learn how to solve problems this way.”
Freyja was surprised because she didn‘t expect Waylon to remember what she had previously said, but more importantly, that he had listened.
She parted her lips. “I meant only on certain aspects, like her own marriage and friends.”
They shouldn‘t interfere with those.
Waylon tilted his head and looked at her. “Isn‘t it the same?”
Freyja was rendered speechless.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAt that moment, Daisie‘s voice came from among the crowd. “If you think I‘m guilty, I will work with the police to investigate and not let the rumors decide my innocence. As for
the theft, my conscience is clear.”
Daisie‘s voice was loud and calm. She took the microphone and
looked straight at the camera. “Zenovia Livingston, if you‘re watching this, I have to tell you not to spark controversy about the cooperation between the
Goldmanns and Yaramoor. We‘ve never said any of that.
“You, on the other hand, shouldn‘t start rumors about my family just because you‘re the god–granddaughter of the king. We look down on you, not the royals. Thank you.”
She gave the microphone back to the reporter, who was frozen on the spot, and walked out from the crowd. All the reporters were stunned.
Were the Goldmanns arrogant, or did Ms. Livingston start the rumors? They had no clue.
Freyja was shocked as well. “Was that the right thing to do?”
That meant that Daisie was openly challenging Zenovia.
Waylon chuckled. “Daisie is kind, but it doesn‘t mean she doesn‘t have a temper.”
Zenovia watched the video at the hotel, so she heard everything that Daisie said. She closed her laptop and didn‘t look happy.” She‘s still so stubborn even
when she‘s cornered.”
Did she think that the Goldmanns would look innocent just by her words? Getting the royals involved was a big issue.
There was a knock on the door, and the secretary opened the door, looking unhappy. “Ma‘am, we have news from home.”
Zenovia frowned. “What is it?”
The secretary looked down. “Nollace went to Haniston and met with the vice president.”
Zenovia suddenly stood up and yelled, “Why is he there!?”
The secretary said, “I‘m not sure. I just found out after getting a call.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmZenovia didn‘t have a good feeling about it. She immediately picked up her phone to confirm with her uncle. “Uncle, it‘s me. What did Nollace say to you when he met you?”
When she heard what he said, she froze.
She couldn‘t believe it. Had Nollace lost his mind? How could he threaten the Livingstons because of what her father had done?
Did he think that this would bring the Livingstons down?
That was such a joke!
Meanwhile…
Waylon brought Freyja back to her backyard. She unbuckled her seatbelt and said, “Thank you, Mr. Goldmann. I‘ll see you soon.”
She was going to open the door when Waylon casually rested his elbow on the steering wheel and turned to look at her. “I‘m thankful for you.”
She was curious, so she looked into his amber eyes. “What for?”
He smiled. “For taking care of Daisie at the college.”
Freyja smiled too. “I take care of Daisie because I promised Nollace I would do it, nothing more.”
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