“Ms. Sorelle, since you’re already here, why don’t you take a seat and have a chat with me?” The man’s deep voice rang out, a nonchalant smile displayed on his face.

Angeline raised a brow when she heard that. To make sure she was not mistaken, she asked, “Were you the one who sent the text?”

“What do you think? I’ve done you a great favor, haven’t I?” His gentle voice was very attractive. As he spoke, he casually poured a packet of sugar into his cup of coffee and stirred it with a spoon. It was the amount Angeline took daily.

Angeline gazed at him solemnly, then pulled out a chair and sat down, clenching her bag strap. “Who are you? Why are you helping me?”

The man pushed the cup of coffee toward her. “I’m Jonathan Green. We have a common enemy, and I can help you take revenge.”

“Nonsense!” Angeline’s face darkened, and she got up to leave.

Right then, Jonathan, behind her, said, “I know you were set up by your sister to have sex with a stranger. You even gave birth to a child, right?”

He uttered every word unhurriedly, yet each word was a huge blow to Angeline.

She stopped in her tracks and turned around to look at Jonathan. Her calm gaze stirred with emotions. “What are you trying to do? Are you suggesting we work together?”

Jonathan stood up and approached Angeline. His mischievous smile had vanished. “Yes. I’ll help you take back Sorelle Group’s shares and continue looking for the child. However, I need you to remember this. Get on Evander’s good books. That’s the easiest shortcut to your success. Give it some thought and contact me when you’ve made a decision.” With that, he turned around and left the cafe, having no intentions of staying back.

As Angeline watched him disappear from her sight, she slumped into her chair listlessly and stared at the cup of coffee in front of her in a daze.

The more she thought about it, the more she realized how terrifying the situation was. That man even knows how much sugar I put in my coffee. Just exactly how much has he looked into me? Most importantly, he said he’ll help me look for my child. Is he trying to tell me that my child isn’t dead?

At that thought, Angeline could no longer suppress the wave of emotions in her heart. She clenched her fists so hard that her palms became sweaty.

Shortly after, she stepped out of the cafe. As the blazing sun shone on her face, she lifted her hand and blocked it off.

phone rang in

frowned and swiped the screen to answer

family. Ms. Floretta has been asking to see you. Mr. Golding has instructed me to ask you

was surprised to hear that. It was at that moment

cafe, bought a red

got into a minivan

lime-green grass in the courtyard stood a swing entangled by flowers and vines. Dressed in a

her stood a middle-aged lady who

engine, Floretta hopped off the

anxiously. “Ms.

time and gently tapped her nose with a smile. “You

Floretta was surprised to see Angeline revealing a cake box. She held it close to her chest, her

then turned and showed off to Francesca. “It’s from Angel! And it’s my favorite

Please slow down,

so happy made Angeline feel slightly awkward. She glanced at

been so long since I’ve seen Ms. Floretta this happy. You must be

shyly. “You flatter

room, Angeline

boxes of apple hand pies, and unopened presents.

with Ms. Floretta? I’ll head over to the kitchen to finish the

upon hearing apple hand

do you want to try

and replied, “Yeah!

we join

never seen Floretta showing so much interest in something. She

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