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."

obedient today. It felt surreal to see

felt uneasy and sent another

you planning to deal

"Hehe, secret!"

Thomas unsent the message.

Madeline was taken aback.

he wouldn't

and sent another message, but Thomas decided to adopt the practice of not replying

laptop and rush out the door

……

Quincy residence.

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

recited a mantra to himself.

breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed

alarm. Mom

was relieved. He then took

left in the yard were the bodyguards on

should head downstairs to take

the room with his beloved Baymax plushie in

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

midnight. The servants of the household had long gone to

able

him, a delicious scent

was in the kitchen

of curiosity, he decided to go downstairs to have

to find the person he was looking

horrible woman

his curiosity,

some supper. Steak and red wine. What

was bound to conquer

you

sudden call took her by surprise. The wine in her hand

are you doing behind me,

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

was a pity that Thomas wasn't as good a kid as she wanted him to be. He blocked

make, Auntie Angie? It smells

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