Her Precious Baby

After knowing that Floretta was safe, he relaxed his brows. The next moment, he remembered something and looked at the calendar on his table.

I almost forgot. It’s the shooting day for Starlight Jewelry’s PSA!

Evander’s eyebrows knitted together again when he remembered the call he had made the night before.

Sylas walked up to Evander and said, “Mr. Golding, I’ll get some men to look for Ms. Floretta.”

“You don’t have to. Postpone the morning meeting. I’m going out for a while,” Evander said, then took his coat from the couch and walked out.

At the set, after Angeline asked Nancy to take care of Floretta, she took a glass of warm water and gave it to the director, who was sitting behind the camera. She tried to negotiate with him in a kind tone. “Mr. Fuller, could you change my lines?”

“I’m sorry, Ms. Sorelle. Golding Group has decided on this script, and they’re very satisfied with it. I’m afraid there’s nothing I can do,” Gordon Fuller, the director, replied with a serious expression.

Angeline’s face fell as her last ray of hope was crushed.

“Ms. Sorelle, you agreed to a fair competition back then in Mr. Golding’s office. Everyone’s watching. You shouldn’t try to bend the rules,” a woman piped up.

Denise’s assistant was holding an umbrella for Denise. The latter was a white shirt and a pleated skirt that complemented her long and fair legs. Other than that, her straight, shoulder-length hair made her look lovely and innocent.

When she was walking in Angeline’s direction, she bumped into Angeline’s shoulder on purpose with a smug look.

Angeline clenched her fists as she tried to suppress her anger. With a poker face, she said, “You don’t have to worry about that.”

Denise looked at Angeline with pity and flashed a smirk. She had seen Angeline’s script before Angeline did. Her new script is terrible. I can’t even look at it. Why is she still acting all high and mighty?

The live stream had officially begun.

first to perform. The ten-minute scene was beautiful and

“Cut! Good take!”

not too far away, Angeline was sitting on a recliner, wearing a solemn expression as she scribbled on

up Denise’s makeup while Denise walked up to Angeline and

continued focusing on

mind because she

Victory is mine!

have reached one million, but ours is only two hundred thousand,” Nancy informed, her face pale. “How can we possibly catch up to her when

script. At that moment, her palms were stained with

can’t lose.

the ten-minute break was over, Gordon went over to them. “Angeline, the props

took the floral apron at

was a joke. Meanwhile, as if she had just made a critical decision, she walked toward Floretta and squatted down to look her in the eye. She patted Floretta’s head and asked gently, “Floretta, would you like to know

hesitation. Excitement and curiosity were written all over her

can’t.” Denise stopped

until then. Before she could take Floretta away, Floretta shoved her off forcefully and looked at

laughed when

Denise’s face turned red, and her eyes were filled with anger. Since she couldn’t snap at Floretta, she vented at Angeline. “Angeline, have you forgotten who Floretta is? What if the entire film crew gets into trouble just because you asked her to be

it’ll be fine if her face isn’t caught on camera,

you two. Hurry up and get ready!

and led Floretta to the

looked at Angeline and said dejectedly, “Angel, I’m worried I’ll embarrass

I tell you to do

lit up as if

Floretta’s head and said confidently, “Don’t worry. Just treat it like a game. I’ll protect you the