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 looking refined in his expensive suit, his countenance was

I help you?” Angeline turned around to

her. “Is the news true? Are you really

you to interrogate me, Mr. Yiurk? Have you forgotten

Hanson’s scowl

doing this for your own good. You cannot afford

about to retort when she spotted the gorgeous

Her five-inch heels allowed her to meet Hanson’s gaze and match his imposing aura with her own. In the next instant, her slender fingers wrapped

concern for me, Mr.

his back collided against the

in her eyes confused and

of a prestigious university, and

at him. Her seductive gaze suddenly turned

Hanson’s expression grew taut.

fallen into Angeline’s trap when he heard her

an expression of deranged fury. “How dare you seduce a married man, you

her wrist in time with a grim look on his face. “Enough! You look

you say that about me, Hanson?” she

the corners of her eyes. Sounds of the quarrel she started

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

former departed after ascertaining the time to sign the agreement at Golding Group the following

After a moment of thoughtful silence, she rummaged through her purse in search of the gold-plated name card and dialed the

had a vague feeling that the man

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

asked

deny it but chuckled instead. “Looks like you’ve decided

braced herself, Angeline still

worked up that it felt as though her heart was about to

clutched her phone, “but you must find out what happened