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

felt uneasy and sent another text

are you planning

"Hehe, secret!"

Thomas unsent the message.

Madeline was taken aback.

knew he wouldn't be that

and sent another message, but Thomas decided to adopt the

and

……

Quincy residence.

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

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

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

yard were the bodyguards on

should head downstairs

ran out of the room with his beloved Baymax plushie in

his scum of a father. There was, however, no one

midnight. The servants of

was going to be able to locate any of them

worry came over him, a delicious scent

kitchen

of curiosity, he decided to go downstairs

find the

was that horrible woman tinkering

in his

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

to

you doing,

took her by surprise. The wine in her

doing behind me, little

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

a kid as she wanted him to be. He blocked her

Auntie Angie? It

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