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 see as his

felt uneasy and sent another

planning

"Hehe, secret!"

Thomas unsent the message.

Madeline was taken aback.

just knew he

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

and rush out the door as soon

……

Quincy residence.

noticed the error of sending Madeline that text,

himself. Mom didn't notice. Mom didn't

again after a while and breathed a sigh of relief when

alarm. Mom

took his binoculars to check the

left in the yard were the bodyguards on duty. Everyone

should head downstairs to take

with his beloved Baymax

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

midnight. The servants

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

over him, a delicious scent wafted up to his

was in the kitchen

curiosity, he decided to go downstairs to

the person he was

woman tinkering with

in his curiosity, approached

some supper. Steak and red wine. What a wonderful night this

bound to conquer him

you doing,

took her by surprise. The wine in her

doing behind me,

keep up her act with no servants

wasn't as good a kid as she

make, Auntie Angie? It smells

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