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."

Thomas seemed too obedient today. It felt surreal to see as his parent

and

planning to deal with

"Hehe, secret!"

Thomas unsent the message.

Madeline was taken aback.

he wouldn't

another message, but Thomas decided to

and rush out the door as

……

Quincy residence.

switched his smartwatch to silent in his panic when he noticed the error of sending Madeline that text, and stuffed

mantra to himself. Mom didn't notice.

and breathed a sigh

alarm. Mom

then took his binoculars

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

head downstairs to take a

out of the room with his beloved Baymax plushie in

however, no one to be found when he got there. Even the scum

The servants of the household had long gone to

be able to locate any

him, a delicious

kitchen this late

to go downstairs

find the person

horrible woman tinkering with in

his curiosity, approached

supper. Steak and red wine. What a

was bound to conquer

are you

by surprise. The wine

doing behind me,

bother to keep up her act with no

a pity that Thomas wasn't as good a kid as she wanted

make, Auntie Angie?

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