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?”

emerged from behind a column not more than two meters away. Though

may I help you?” Angeline turned around to gaze expressionlessly at the

true? Are you really in a

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

caused Hanson’s scowl to

good. You cannot afford

when she spotted

gaze and match his imposing aura with her own. In the

concern

his back collided

leaned in closer. The tenderness in her eyes

university,

at him. Her seductive gaze suddenly turned cold as

Hanson’s expression grew taut.

he had fallen into Angeline’s trap when he heard her say, “Have you seen

deranged fury. “How dare you seduce a married man, you b*tch?” All composure forgotten, she raised her

when Joseline’s slap was about to find its mark, Hanson grabbed her wrist in time with a

say that about me, Hanson?” she

crinkling the corners of her eyes.

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

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

a moment of thoughtful silence, she rummaged through her purse in search of the

vague feeling that the man

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

Angeline asked tentatively in a hushed

not deny it but chuckled instead. “Looks like you’ve decided

braced herself, Angeline still felt strangely

up that it felt as though her heart was about to beat out of her chest. Even

will comply with your request,” she said quietly as she clutched her phone, “but you must find out what