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?”

behind a column not more than two meters away. Though looking refined in his expensive suit, his

may I help you?” Angeline turned around to

her. “Is the news true? Are you really in a

asked in cold amusement. “Who are you to interrogate me, Mr. Yiurk?

aggression caused Hanson’s scowl

doing this for your own good. You cannot

to retort when she spotted the gorgeous silhouette hidden behind

heels allowed her to meet Hanson’s gaze and match his imposing aura with her own. In the

showing concern for me,

in pain as his back collided against the

leaned in closer. The tenderness in her eyes confused and

of a prestigious university, and I can arrange

gaze suddenly turned cold

Hanson’s expression grew taut.

Angeline’s trap when

you seduce a married

its mark, Hanson grabbed her wrist in time with a grim

could you say that about me, Hanson?”

corners of her eyes. Sounds of the quarrel she

support of Wilfred, Sorelle Group would have fallen

for Angeline to emerge from the mall and dropped her home. The former departed after ascertaining

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

vague feeling that the man called Jonathan Green

answered promptly. “Ms. Golding,” came the man’s low rumble on the other

Angeline asked

instead. “Looks like

braced herself, Angeline still felt strangely

heart was about to beat out of

quietly as she clutched her phone, “but you must find out what