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

uneasy and sent

you planning

"Hehe, secret!"

Thomas unsent the message.

Madeline was taken aback.

he wouldn't be that

but Thomas decided to adopt the practice of

laptop and rush out the door

……

Quincy residence.

to silent in his panic when he noticed the error

a mantra to himself. Mom didn't notice. Mom

checked his phone again after a while and breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed Madeline hadn't sent him

alarm. Mom didn't find

relieved. He then took

the bodyguards on duty. Everyone must be

should head downstairs to

the room with his beloved Baymax plushie

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

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

able to locate

over him, a

was in the kitchen this

decided to go

went downstairs to find the

that horrible woman tinkering with in the

his curiosity,

prepared Noah some supper. Steak and

was bound to

you doing,

surprise. The wine in her hand

you doing behind me, little

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

good a kid

Auntie Angie?

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