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

uneasy and

planning

"Hehe, secret!"

Thomas unsent the message.

Madeline was taken aback.

just knew he wouldn't be that

another message, but Thomas decided to adopt the practice

her laptop and

……

Quincy residence.

his panic when he noticed the error of sending Madeline that

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

and breathed a sigh of relief when he

alarm. Mom didn't

then took his binoculars to check the

the yard were the bodyguards on duty. Everyone must be inside

downstairs

with his

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

residence was large. It was also currently midnight. The servants of the household had long gone to

to be able to locate any

over him, a delicious

the kitchen this

decided to

to find the person

was that horrible woman tinkering

his

supper. Steak and red wine. What a wonderful

was bound to conquer

are you

sudden call took her by surprise. The wine

you doing behind me, little

up her act with no

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

make, Auntie Angie? It smells

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