The Three Little Guardian Angels
Chapter 806

Chapter 806

Maisie was stumped. She turned her head sideways and dissolved into a fit of cough.

Ryleigh picked up the glass of juice from the table and took a sip. "He wants me to put on a costume. I'm not a fan of cosplay. Wait. Could it be that he's into cosplay?" Nowadays, cosplay was a popular culture amongst young people, and the men in their country widely accepted female cosplayers.

Maisie cleared her throat and couldn't help herself but smile. "I think you might be able to make a good cosplayer,"

"Shut up," Ryleigh replied.

Maisie went to the restroom. Just when she stood at the sink, washed her hands, and took out her lipstick to apply to her lips, a woman came out of the cubicle.

In the mirror, the woman who walked out of the cubicle was none other than Mrs.

Boucher.

Christina did not expect to run into Maisie in the restroom. There was no expression on her face. She walked toward the sink and put her purse down.

"Seems like we're quite fated, Mrs. Goldmann," she said half-heartedly.

Maisie let out an embarrassed smile and replied, "Yeah. I didn't know that you're here as well, Mrs. Boucher."

After Christina finished washing her hands, she pulled a tissue paper and began wiping her hands dry. "Did Mr. Knowles tell you anything in the restaurant that day?" Maisie closed the lipstick and was stunned. She rolled her eyes around the sockets and replied, "Nope. Mr. Knowles was just talking business with Madam Nera."

She could feel that Christina had heaved out a sigh of relief after what she said. "Are you here with your friends, Mrs. Boucher?" Christina's face lightened a bit, but there was still no expression on her face. "Yeah. I'm going out first."

She took her purse and left.

Maisie waited for a while before coming out of the restroom. She returned to the restaurant, and Ryleigh was almost finished with her meal.

Maisie then went forward to pay the bill. When they walked toward the elevator, she asked, "Did you see your aunt?"

"My aunt? Nope. Is she in the restaurant too?" Ryleigh asked, her voice filled with confusion.

However, Maisie did not reply.

The door to the elevator opened up, and the man who came out of the elevator squinted his eyes when he saw Maisie. "What a coincidence, Mrs. Goldmann."

A hint of surprise crossed Maisie's eyes when she saw Tristan, but she did not allow her emotion to escape to her face. She smiled at him back and replied, "Yeah. What a coincidence."

'He isn't here to see Mrs. Boucher, is he?' Before Maisie could think further, Tristan looked at them and said meaningfully, "I'm going to meet with someone in the private room. Do you want to join us?" Maisie was slightly stunned. She then gave him a slightly awkward but polite smile and said, "I guess next time. My friend still needs to

go back to work."

"Zee, I'm not- Ah!" Before Ryleigh could finish her sentence, Maisie pinched her thigh, causing her to jump in pain.

Maisie hurriedly supported her and said in a matter-of-fact manner, "Did your leg hurt again? I told you to stay at home and rest, but you didn't want to listen to me."

After that, she looked at Tristan and said," I'm sorry. Mr. Knowles. My friend broke her leg not long ago. She just had an operation to put a plate into her leg, so she can't walk very well yet." Ryleigh had no choice but to suffer in silence.

Tristan offered them a faint smile and replied, "Is that so? That's kind of a pity. "We'll be leaving now, Mr. Knowles. Enjoy your meal," Maisie said as she nodded at him. After that, she hurriedly carried Ryleigh into the elevator.

Tristan watched as the door of the elevator closed. He chuckled slightly and mumbled, "What an interesting little girl."

At the underground parking lot...

Ryleigh massaged her thigh and walked beside Maisie. She tried to weep but failed to shed a tear. She looked at Maisie and said, "Zee, even if you want to pinch me, you should've told me beforehand. Do you know how painful that was?"

Maisie stopped in her tracks, turned around, and cupped her cheeks in her hands. "Alright, alright. Next time. I'll treat you to a meal to make it up for you, okay?" Ryleigh's eyes lit up, and she looked as if she had forgotten about the pain. "Deal!"