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Chapter 1926 Nollace paused for a split second and frowned. "She’s taking pills?"

Daisie lowered her gaze. "It should be because Colton and Freyja don't wanta baby just yet.

That's why she’s taking those pills.” Noilace stared at her.

'This silly girl is really too innocent and simple when it comes to this aspect of life.

I'd love to enlighten her right here if it weren't because it's not the right time now.'

He gently rubbedthe tip of her nose.

"Dummy, taking those pills is very harmful to a woman's body, and it'll leave a great impacton a woman's fertility in the

future.

If Colton cares about Freyja, he'll definitely not allow her to take pills."

Daisie was dumbfounded.

"Could it be that Freyja is secretly taking them without letting Colton know about it?" Noilace nodded.

"Probably so." Late at night, Nollace stood behind the French windows, starting over the dark and quiet courtyard.

He glanced down at the text message on the screen of his phone.

SAL

(Sorry, Mr.

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Knowles, we haven't found Mr.

Matthews's body yet.) Noilace's expression dimmed gradually while looking at the text message.

Donald's arrogant voice when he was arrested echoed in his mind.

"Noilace Knowles, do you think you're a man of no weaknesses? I refuse to believe that you’ll never find a woman

that you love inyour life.

"Hahahaha! You'd better not let me see you get married and have kids.

When that happens and I'm still alive, you'd better not fall into my hands! Otherwise, I'll repay everything that you

did to me today.

I swear this on my name!" Noilace clenched the phone tightly and turned to look at Daisie, who was sleeping

soundly.

He walked to the edge of the bed, sat down, gently stroked her cheek with his palm, and stared at her sleeping

face.

'If it weren't for the fear that Donald might still be alive and take revenge on those I care about from the shadows, I

wouldn't have keptmy identity a secret while I'm in Bassburgh.

And the reason I don't disclose my marriage with Daisie is just to protect her.' The next day...

Daisie looked guilty when she arrived at the company.

She had claimed yesterday she would cook for Nollace, but she totally forgot about it.

'I have to make it up for him tonight.' She entered the studio, but instead of seeing Freyja, she saw awoman

furtively rummaging for something.

Daisie was vigilant.

"Who are you, and what are you looking for?" The woman froze in place as if she did not expect someone toappear

at this time, and she did not look back.

"I...

I'm here to look for information." "Which studio are you from, and what information are you looking for? Why don't

you tell me?" Daisie approached her andlifted her hand, trying to grab her shoulder.

The woman suddenly turned around and tried to knock Daisie down to escape the scene, but unexpectedly, Daisie

was agile enoughto dodge her.

The woman lost balance as she pounced on no one.

She fell to the ground, got up in embarrassment, and ran immediately.

Daisie reached out and grabbed her.

And while she resisted, she accidentally undid the hood she had on.

Daisie saw her face.

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"Susan?"

Susan flung her hand off.

"So what if it's me?"

Daisie crossed her arms.

"You're so brave that you actually tried to sneak into Tenet and got into my studio? What are you looking for?"

Susan bit her lip.

'Since I've been caught red-handed, things might get messy if this incident escalates to Tenet's top management.

Anyway, Daisie is the only person here now, so everything will be fine as long as I manage to calmher down.' She knelt in

front of Daisie, cried out loud, and explained, "Mitchell is the one who asked me to do this.

He asked me to infiltrate your studio to see if I could get my hands on any information that would reveal your fiance's

identity.

"Daisie, he's the one who forced me to do this, so please don’t tell others about this and justpretend that I haven't come

here today.

I'm begging you, please." Susan crawled to her feet, grabbed onto the hem of her trousers, and pleaded.

Her cries would soften anybody's determination.

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