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."

Thomas seemed too obedient today. It

uneasy and sent another

planning to deal with

"Hehe, secret!"

Thomas unsent the message.

Madeline was taken aback.

he wouldn't

but Thomas decided to adopt the practice

her laptop and rush out the door

……

Quincy residence.

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

recited a mantra to himself.

a sigh of relief when he noticed Madeline hadn't sent

alarm. Mom didn't find

was relieved. He then took his binoculars to check

were the bodyguards on

should head downstairs to

of the room with his

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

It was also currently midnight. The servants of the household

be able to locate any of them

him, a delicious scent wafted

the kitchen this late

of curiosity, he decided to go downstairs to

went downstairs to find the person he was

was that horrible woman tinkering with in the

his curiosity,

some supper. Steak and red

was bound to

are you doing,

call took her by surprise. The wine in her hand nearly

doing

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

a kid as she wanted him

you make, Auntie Angie? It

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