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."

today. It

felt uneasy and

you planning to deal

"Hehe, secret!"

Thomas unsent the message.

Madeline was taken aback.

he wouldn't be

sent another message, but Thomas decided to adopt

up her laptop and rush out

……

Quincy residence.

error of sending Madeline that

a mantra to himself. Mom didn't

a sigh of relief when he noticed

alarm. Mom didn't

took

the

downstairs to take

out of the room with his beloved Baymax

scum of a father. There was, however, no one to be found when

The servants of the

able to locate

as worry came over him, a delicious scent wafted up to

in the kitchen this

curiosity, he decided to go downstairs to have

to find the person he was looking

woman tinkering

his curiosity, approached

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

was bound to

you doing, Auntie

by surprise. The wine

doing behind me, little

to keep up her act with no servants prowling about. She was ready to send the tray

that Thomas wasn't as good a kid as she

make, Auntie

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