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

may I help you?” Angeline turned around

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

cold amusement. “Who are you to interrogate me, Mr. Yiurk? Have you forgotten about

caused Hanson’s scowl to deepen

own good. You cannot afford

to retort when she spotted the gorgeous silhouette hidden behind the wall not far

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

showing concern for me, Mr.

his back collided against the wall, but he

leaned in closer. The tenderness in her eyes confused and

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

gaze suddenly

Hanson’s expression grew taut.

when he heard her

of deranged fury. “How dare you seduce a

find its mark, Hanson grabbed her wrist in time with

that about me, Hanson?”

contemptuous smile crinkling the corners of her eyes. Sounds of the quarrel she started

small act. Without the support of Wilfred, Sorelle Group would have fallen apart in her hands a

The former departed after ascertaining the time to sign

her couch. After a moment of thoughtful silence, she rummaged through her purse in

man called Jonathan

answered promptly. “Ms. Golding,” came the man’s

alive?” Angeline asked tentatively in a

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

braced herself, Angeline still

up that it felt as though her heart was about to beat out

request,” she said quietly as she clutched her phone, “but you must find out what happened to my child without risking my interests. Otherwise, I will terminate our