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 as his

and sent another text

are you planning to

"Hehe, secret!"

Thomas unsent the message.

Madeline was taken aback.

knew he wouldn't be

another message, but Thomas decided to adopt the practice of not replying after reading the

her pack up her laptop and rush out the door as soon as she

……

Quincy residence.

panic when he noticed the error of sending Madeline that text,

to himself.

checked his phone again after a while and breathed a sigh of relief when

alarm. Mom

He then took his binoculars to check

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

downstairs to take a

the room with his beloved Baymax plushie in

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

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

be able to locate any

him, a delicious scent wafted

kitchen this

to go downstairs to have

downstairs to find the person he was looking

was that horrible woman tinkering

his curiosity, approached

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

bound to conquer him

are you doing,

by surprise.

you doing behind me,

act with no servants prowling

good a kid

Auntie Angie? It smells

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