Chapter 69

Maisie slowly looked up and saw the camera with a red blinking light in the corner. Had she been played
all along, or did she just fall into this trap? “Are you looking for the results?”

The emergence of a shadow shot chills down Maisie’s spine. She looked at Nolan, who was standing
outside the door holding a different envelope with horror written all over her face.

Nolan had received the report from Coralia half an hour ago and had seen the results. The red words
spelled out ‘DNA is a match’. It was confirmed that Waylon and Daisie were his children.

It had been six years. Not only did he have two children, but they were also close to him. If he didn’t look
into it and found the truth, how could he have found out who the woman actually

was?

“You’re really clever. You were the one who switched the report, right?”

“I don’t know what you mean.” Maisie was trying very hard to calm down. That wasn’t the time to panic.

Nolan walked toward her and squinted. “You’re still pretending?”

“Mr. Goldmann, why would I switch out your test results? You don’t have proof that I did that anyway.”
Maisie dealt with it calmly. She left the documents that she was going to hand to him on top of the files. “I
came here to hand in some documents. I’m going to leave now.”

She was going to turn around when Nolan suddenly blocked her path. His huge hand grabbed onto her
arm and walked forward so that she backed into the desk.

Maisie pushed her back backward. “What are you trying to do, Mr. Goldmann?”



Nolan got even closer to her. “What do you think I’m doing?”



“Have you fallen for me?” Maisie looked straight at him, her red lips curling. “Falling for Vanderbilt women
twice in a row wouldn’t be fruitful.”

“I’ve gotten my fruits. Why would I care?” 1

Maisie paused at what he said. She raised her arms to push him away. “Mr. Goldmann, I don’t have time
for games. If you want fun, you should ask Willow to come over.”

“You should do it.”

Maisie was rendered speechless. He was always concerned whenever Willow was mentioned, so she
found it funny. “Alright, I’ll call her then.”

Did he think she wouldn’t?

She took out her phone to make a call, but Nolan took the phone out of her hands and tossed i tonto the
couch.

“Nolan Goldmann, you,” Maisie pulled at his collar angrily, but the man looked down, staring at her lips.
His eyes were filled with desire as he put a hand behind her neck and pulled her forward. He did not
hesitate in planting his lips on hers.

Maisie’s pupils shrank and pushed him away with all her might. “Nolan Goldmann, are you crazy? How
could you-Mm!

Her lips were once again sealed by his before she could finish yelling at him. He took the chance when
she was struggling and pushed his cold lips against hers.



Maisie tried to avoid it, to break free, but the more she struggled, the harder he kissed her.

The woman from that night had tried to struggle and push him away at first, even when she was
unconscious.

Suddenly, they could smell blood. Nolan furrowed his brows due to the pain from his lips, but he didn’t let
go.

Struggling and resisting was pointless.

Maisie gave up. Her eyes fell on the silhouette outside.

She put her arms around Nolan’s neck and kissed him back while eyeing the woman outside coldly.


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