Her Precious Baby

“How long more are you trying to conceal it, Ms. Sorelle? Your photograph with Mr. Golding is all over the Internet!” The director chuckled as he handed his phone to Angeline.

Angeline gasped, and her heart skipped a beat when she saw the trending photograph on Twitter.

It was of them in the guest room next to the rack, and Evander was reaching for the shower gel for her.

The angle of the photograph made it appear as if Evander was embracing her. Furthermore, he was clad in casual attire. It was difficult to imagine any scenario other than them being a couple.

Most importantly, who took the photograph? And why was it circulated?

Angeline returned the phone to the director with a mystified look. Noting the curious stares directed toward her, she could not help but twitch her lips.

I’m famous now because of Evander.

The director not only commenced Angeline’s scenes, but he also canceled the minigame at the water park and tasked an assistant to oversee Angeline’s requests.

Joseline faltered at the sight, flabbergasted.

How did this happen? How could a second-tier celebrity like Angeline be an acquaintance of Evander? Furthermore, wasn’t it revealed that he has a fiancée?

Before Joseline could figure it out, the director called for filming to continue.

The remaining scenes were shot without a hitch. After wrapping up for the day, Angeline called Nancy at once to have the latter help pack up while she went to change out of her uniform.

Angeline had spent the afternoon simmering in unease. I’d just sworn to Evander yesterday, and such an intimate photograph was leaked a day later. There’s no way he’ll let me off the hook for this.

After getting dressed, she emerged from the changing room and caught a glimpse of a silhouette following her from the mirror on the wall.

Angeline frowned, a cold smile spreading across her lips. She stopped and, without turning around, said, “How long are you planning on following me, Mr. Yiurk?”

more than two meters away. Though

around to gaze

“Is the news true? Are you really

if I am?” Angeline asked in cold amusement. “Who are you to interrogate me, Mr. Yiurk?

Hanson’s scowl

for your own good. You cannot afford

when she

match his imposing aura with her own. In the next instant, her slender fingers wrapped around Hanson’s necktie and shoved him against

showing concern for me,

back collided against

closer. The tenderness in her

does not suit you, Angeline. You are a graduate of a prestigious university, and I can arrange a

seductive gaze suddenly turned

Hanson’s expression grew taut.

Angeline’s trap when he heard her say, “Have

“How dare you seduce a married man, you b*tch?” All composure forgotten, she

slap was about to find its mark, Hanson grabbed her wrist in time with a grim look on his

could you say that about

turned to depart with a cold, contemptuous smile crinkling the corners of her eyes. Sounds of the quarrel she started gave

act. Without the support of Wilfred, Sorelle Group would have fallen

and dropped her home. The former departed after ascertaining the time to sign

rummaged through her purse in search of the gold-plated name card and dialed the number

a vague feeling that the man called Jonathan Green knew

came the man’s low

child alive?” Angeline asked

but chuckled instead. “Looks like you’ve decided to cooperate, Ms.

herself, Angeline still felt strangely

up that it felt as though her heart was about

you must find out what happened to my child without risking my interests.