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

felt uneasy and sent

you planning to

"Hehe, secret!"

Thomas unsent the message.

Madeline was taken aback.

he wouldn't be

her crown and sent another message, but Thomas decided to adopt the practice of not replying after reading

pack up her laptop and rush

……

Quincy residence.

noticed the error of sending Madeline

recited a mantra to himself. Mom didn't

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

alarm. Mom

was relieved. He then took his binoculars to check the

the

head downstairs to

with

father. There was, however, no

midnight. The servants of the household

going to be able to locate

over him, a delicious scent wafted up to

kitchen

to go

went downstairs to find the

was that horrible woman tinkering with in the

his curiosity,

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

to conquer him

you doing, Auntie

sudden call took her by surprise. The

you doing behind me, little

bother to keep up her act with no servants prowling about. She

good a kid

you make, Auntie Angie? It smells

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