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

and

planning to deal

"Hehe, secret!"

Thomas unsent the message.

Madeline was taken aback.

knew he wouldn't be that

message, but Thomas decided to adopt the

pack up her laptop and rush out the door as soon

……

Quincy residence.

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

a mantra to himself. Mom didn't notice.

a sigh of relief when he

Mom didn't find

relieved. He then took his binoculars to check the

left in the yard were the bodyguards on duty.

head downstairs to

the room with his beloved Baymax plushie

There was, however, no one to be found when he

midnight. The servants of the household had long gone to

when Thomas was going to be able

him, a delicious scent wafted up

the kitchen this late at

curiosity, he decided to go downstairs to have a

to find the person he was looking

horrible woman tinkering with

in his

Noah some supper. Steak and red wine. What a wonderful night this was going to

to

you

call took her by surprise. The

you doing behind me, little

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

pity that Thomas wasn't as good a kid as she wanted him to be. He

did you make, Auntie Angie? It

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