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."

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

uneasy and sent

are you planning to deal

"Hehe, secret!"

Thomas unsent the message.

Madeline was taken aback.

just knew he wouldn't be

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

pack up her laptop and rush

……

Quincy residence.

to silent in his panic when he noticed the error of sending Madeline that text, and stuffed it neatly into his

himself. Mom

his phone again after a while and breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed Madeline

alarm. Mom

relieved. He then took his binoculars to check the

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

should head downstairs to

out of the room with his beloved Baymax plushie

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

currently midnight. The servants of the household had

was going to be able to locate any

worry came over him, a delicious scent wafted

the kitchen this late at

curiosity, he decided to go downstairs to have

the person he was looking

was that horrible woman tinkering with in

in his curiosity, approached

supper. Steak and red wine. What a wonderful night this was going

to

you

by surprise. The wine in her hand

doing behind me,

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

good a kid as she wanted him to

make, Auntie Angie? It smells

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