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.

The ten-minute scene was beautiful and conveyed

“Cut! Good take!”

a recliner, wearing a solemn expression as she scribbled on the

makeup while Denise walked up to

and continued

because she

Victory is mine!

ours is only two hundred thousand,” Nancy informed, her face pale. “How can we possibly catch up to her when there’s

At that moment, her palms were stained with ink

can’t lose. I just

over to them. “Angeline, the props are ready. It’s your

up and took the floral apron at

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,

Excitement and curiosity were written all over

You can’t.” Denise stopped

shoved her off forcefully and looked at her with disdain. “Daddy told me not to

laughed when

couldn’t snap at Floretta, she vented at Angeline. “Angeline, have you forgotten who Floretta is? What if

fine if her face isn’t caught on camera,

get ready!

Denise and led Floretta to the

slowed down. She looked at Angeline and said dejectedly, “Angel, I’m worried I’ll embarrass

scared. Just do what I tell you to do later.” Angeline chuckled, then whispered something

lit up

confidently, “Don’t worry. Just treat