Chapter 952

Nollance was finally let up from the ground and walked toward the villas.

In the room…

The screen showed an old woman with grey hair grooming a poodle in her arms.

The woman walked in, and the other woman standing next to the computer was none other than Zeta
Yanev. The woman walked toward the screen.” Madam, we’ve brought Young Mr. Knowles here, but a
little girl followed along. She seemed to be somebody.”

Madam Knowles paused and looked up, her aged face still not looking friendly. “Who is the girl?”

The woman shook her head and just said that she was a friend from school. Zeta immediately frowned.
“It’s Mr. Goldmann’s daughter. Why did you bring her along?”

The woman was stunned, “I-I didn’t know who she was. She insisted on coming with Nollace.”

Zeta wanted to say something, but Madam Knowles cut her off. “Hmph, you’ve been trapped. If Tristan
involved the Goldmanns, it means he knows about you. You need to send Nollace back to Octavia. Since
Octavia is under the Cliffords, the Goldmanns wouldn’t be able to get involved.”

Zeta and the women nodded. “Yes, Madam.”

The video call ended, and Zeta and the woman left the room.

They went downstairs and saw Nollace held down on the couch by two men.



Noilace knew Zeta and smiled at her, but there were no traces of childhood innocence in his eyes. “Does
my uncle know that you’ve betrayed him?”

Zeta paused and then frowned while she walked toward Noilace, who was still smiling. “Even if he
knows, it is too late.” She put out her hand and patted Noilace’s head. “Don’t worry. I’ll bring you to
Octavia if you behave.”





Nollace stared at her. His cute face was prettier than a girl’s, but it was calm and collected, which didn’t
match his age.

“Ms. Yanev!”

One of the men in black ran inside. Something seemed to have happened because he was frantic.

The woman looked cold. “What is it?” The man said, “The warehouse is on fire, and the girl escaped!”
Escaping wasn’t an issue, but people might notice it once it got out of control if the warehouse was on
fire.

Zeta said to the woman, “Go take a look.”

The woman left with some people while the smoke from the warehouse rose to the sky. The roof was
burnt black.

The few men looked around for something to put the fire out. The warehouse stored flammable wine and
cotton-made items. The cotton burned, and the fire only grew with the alcohol.



Daisie ran, hid behind a nearby tree, and made a call with her smartwatch as she watched the thick
smoke. “Is this 911?

There’s a fire here, sir. Please come to the seaside township. There are a lot of cargo ships there.

After the call ended, she kept her eyes open and hoped that the firefighters would come and save
Noilace too!

Meanwhile, Quincy sped toward the seaside township in his car with a few cars behind him. Nolan
looked at the GPS on his phone and looked worried-that girl really kept him on his toes. He said through
gritted teeth, “Go faster!” Quincy floored it.

He suddenly looked behind through the rearview mirror and saw two or three firetrucks following them.

No, they were heading in the same direction. Was there a fire at the seaside township?


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