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."

It felt surreal to see as his

uneasy and sent

planning to deal

"Hehe, secret!"

Thomas unsent the message.

Madeline was taken aback.

he wouldn't be that

message, but Thomas decided to adopt the practice of not replying after reading

her pack up her laptop and rush out the door as soon

……

Quincy residence.

his smartwatch to silent in his panic when he noticed the error of sending Madeline that text, and stuffed

a mantra to himself. Mom

a sigh

Mom

relieved. He then took his binoculars to

the yard were the bodyguards on duty. Everyone must be inside by

downstairs to

ran out of the room with

had assumed Angie would be roomed next to his scum of a father. There was, however, no one to

large. It was also currently midnight. The

Thomas was going to be able to locate any

him, a delicious scent

kitchen this

to go downstairs to have a

downstairs to find the person

that horrible woman tinkering

his

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

to

are you

surprise. The wine

doing

night. She didn't bother to keep up her act with no servants prowling about. She was

good a kid as

did you make, Auntie Angie? It

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