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."

It felt surreal to

felt uneasy and sent another

planning to deal with

"Hehe, secret!"

Thomas unsent the message.

Madeline was taken aback.

he wouldn't be

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

up her laptop and rush out the door as soon

……

Quincy residence.

to silent in his panic when he noticed the error of

a mantra to himself. Mom didn't

sigh of relief when he noticed Madeline hadn't sent

alarm. Mom didn't

relieved. He then took his binoculars

people left in the yard were the

should head downstairs to take

with

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

residence was large. It was also currently midnight. The servants of

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

worry came over him, a delicious

was in the kitchen

decided to go downstairs to have

the person he

was that horrible woman tinkering

in his

supper. Steak and

bound to

are you doing,

took her by surprise. The wine in her

you doing

up her act with no servants prowling about.

kid as she wanted him

you make, Auntie Angie? It smells

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