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."

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

felt uneasy and sent another text

planning

"Hehe, secret!"

Thomas unsent the message.

Madeline was taken aback.

he wouldn't

massaged her crown and sent another message, but Thomas decided to

pack up her laptop and rush out the door as

……

Quincy residence.

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

himself. Mom

breathed a sigh

alarm. Mom didn't

was relieved. He then took his

in the yard were the bodyguards on duty. Everyone

should head downstairs to

with his

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

large. It was also currently midnight. The servants of the household had long

was going to be able to locate any of them with

a delicious scent wafted

kitchen

to go downstairs to

the person he was looking

was that horrible woman tinkering with

his curiosity, approached

supper. Steak and red wine. What a wonderful

was bound to conquer

you

call took her by surprise. The

you doing behind me, little

up her act with no servants prowling about. She

Thomas wasn't as good a kid as she wanted him to

make, Auntie Angie? It

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