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 off. Thomas seemed too obedient today. It felt surreal to

felt uneasy and sent another text

are you planning to deal with

"Hehe, secret!"

Thomas unsent the message.

Madeline was taken aback.

he wouldn't

Thomas decided to adopt the practice of not replying

laptop and

……

Quincy residence.

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

to himself.

sigh of relief when

Mom

then took his binoculars

only people left in the yard were the bodyguards on duty. Everyone must be inside

should head downstairs to take a

out of the room with his beloved Baymax plushie in

father. There was, however, no one to

also currently midnight. The servants of the household had long gone

knew when Thomas was going to be able to locate any of them with

came over him, a delicious scent wafted

the kitchen this late at

he decided to go

downstairs to find the

horrible woman tinkering with in the

in his

as possible and prepared Noah some supper. Steak and

was bound to conquer

are you doing, Auntie

sudden call took her by surprise. The wine

you doing

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

good a kid as she wanted

did you make, Auntie Angie? It

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