Chapter 55

In the Maple Forest Villa.

Madeline sat at the bar in the living room. She scrutinized the gilded invitation card in her hand with mixed feelings.

My children's birthday.

It was also the darkest day of her life.

She vaguely recalled the storm that day. Noah didn't hear a word out of her as the rain came crashing down.

Angie Grant took precedence. He believed no one but her.

He was resolute in leaving her and the unborn children, condemning them to death.

Turbulent emotions rushed over her. She crumpled the invitation in her hand, failing to notice that her knuckles had gone white.

The invitation had long since been scrunched up.

Her cell phone lit up when a notification came through. She was instantly grounded back to reality from her whirlwind of emotions.

Thomas's chat box popped up.

She was greeted with a photo of a pitiful Angie, carefully tugging at Noah.

It turned out Noah had brought the delicate little princess home. He must be distressed to see her ridiculed.

Yet, he never cared for Madeline or her children.

Yes, their survival was because they had luck on their side.

What were you expecting, Madeline?

Having figured this out, Madeline heaved a long sigh of relief.

It was consolation twinged with disappointment.

She scrunched the invitation into a ball and tossed it aside, then got up and sat down on the sofa. Her fingers flew across the keyboard as she composed a text.

"Be careful in the Quincy household, brat. Stay away from Angie. Got it?"

"Don't worry, Mom. I'm not letting that bad woman near me."

"Good boy."

seemed too obedient today. It felt surreal to see as

felt uneasy and sent another

planning to deal

"Hehe, secret!"

Thomas unsent the message.

Madeline was taken aback.

he wouldn't

sent another message, but Thomas decided to adopt the practice of not

up her laptop and rush out the door as

……

Quincy residence.

panic when he noticed the error of sending Madeline that text, and stuffed it neatly into

then recited a mantra to himself. Mom didn't notice.

checked his phone again after a while and breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed Madeline hadn't sent him any

alarm. Mom didn't

He then took his binoculars to check

the yard were the bodyguards on duty. Everyone must be

downstairs to

out of the room with his

however, no

midnight. The servants of the

when Thomas was going to be able to locate any of them

a

kitchen this late at

to go downstairs to

went downstairs to find the person he was looking

was that horrible woman tinkering with

his

showered as quickly as possible and prepared Noah some supper. Steak and red wine. What a wonderful night this was going

was bound to conquer

you doing, Auntie

call took her by surprise. The wine in

you doing behind

at night. She didn't bother to keep up her act with no servants

was a pity that Thomas wasn't as good a kid as she wanted him to be. He blocked

make, Auntie Angie? It smells

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