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."

today. It

uneasy and sent another text

are you planning to deal

"Hehe, secret!"

Thomas unsent the message.

Madeline was taken aback.

knew he wouldn't

another message, but Thomas decided to adopt

made her pack up her laptop and rush out the

……

Quincy residence.

noticed the error of sending Madeline that text, and stuffed it neatly

mantra to himself. Mom didn't notice.

phone again after a while and breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed Madeline hadn't

Mom didn't

relieved. He then took his binoculars to

the yard were the bodyguards on duty.

should head downstairs to

of the room with his

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

The servants of

to be able to locate any

as worry came over him, a delicious scent wafted

was in the kitchen this late

to go downstairs

the person he was looking

woman tinkering

in his curiosity,

some supper. Steak and red

bound to

you doing, Auntie

her by surprise. The

doing behind

late at night. She didn't bother to keep up her act with no servants prowling about.

good a kid as she wanted

make, Auntie Angie?

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255