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?”

a column not more than two meters away. Though looking refined in

around to gaze expressionlessly at the

her. “Is the news true?

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

aggression caused Hanson’s scowl

this for your own good. You cannot afford to entangle yourself with

She was about to retort when she

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

you showing concern

as his back collided against the wall, but

tenderness in her eyes confused and fascinated

not suit you, Angeline. You are a graduate of a prestigious university, and I can arrange a stable job for you,” he

gazed at him. Her seductive gaze

Hanson’s expression grew taut.

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

with an expression of deranged fury. “How dare you seduce a married man, you b*tch?” All composure

find its mark, Hanson grabbed her wrist in time with a grim look on his face.

that about me,

the corners of her eyes. Sounds of the quarrel

be angered by such a small act. Without the support of Wilfred, Sorelle Group

her home. The former departed after ascertaining the time to sign the agreement at Golding Group the following

through her purse in search of the gold-plated name

had a vague feeling that the man called Jonathan Green knew

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

asked

it but chuckled instead.

having braced herself, Angeline still felt

her heart was about to beat out of her chest. Even her eyes grew

you must find out what happened to my child without risking my interests. Otherwise, I will terminate our