Her Precious Baby

After all, she was a public figure. There was no telling what the unscrupulous media would write about them if photographs of them together were taken.

However, Evander’s behavior showed that he was seemingly unaware of the problem. After their meal, he even sent her back to the filming site.

Before Angeline got down from the car, Floretta wore a dejected expression on her face as she tugged the hem of the woman’s shirt and said reluctantly, “Angel, now that you’re so popular, will I see you less in the future?”

“Of course not.” Angeline bent down, took Floretta’s hand, and said guiltily, “I’ve been quite busy recently and neglected you. Please wait a little longer, and I will have more time to accompany you, okay?”

“Really?” Floretta’s eyes lit yup.

“Of course! To make it up to you, I will get Jacob’s autographed photo for you after this. Okay?”

Floretta had been telling Angeline excitedly about how Jacob was her Prince Charming during their meal in the restaurant. In the past, she wanted to attend Jacob’s concerts, but Evander was too stingy to let Floretta buy tickets.

Angeline was shocked to learn that children nowadays were too mature for their age. Back when she was five years old, all she knew was to play all day and make a mess. Nevertheless, appeasing the little girl was her top priority at that moment.

“Wow! You’re amazing, Angel!” Floretta was over the moon as she swung Angeline’s hands gleefully. “Does that mean I’ll be able to meet Jac soon?”

“W-Well…”

Angeline paused immediately as she glanced at Evander, who wore a cold expression and remained silent throughout the conversation between her and Floretta. A hint of fear subconsciously arose within Angeline.

Stroking Floretta’s braids gently, she replied earnestly, “I’m afraid it’ll require your daddy’s consent.”

Upon hearing that, Floretta turned around and threw herself at Evander, hugging his knees as her jet-black eyes sparkled with anticipation. “Please, Daddy?”

“Not a chance!”

Evander picked her up and looked at her sternly. His tone was firm and resolute as he said, “Floretta, you should behave yourself. At your age, you should be studying hard rather than fangirling over some celebrity with rocks for brains.”

Floretta was speechless.

going to have Francesca hire a tutor for you.” With that, he placed Floretta in the car seat next to him

as she wiped her tears, trying to wriggle her way out of her seat. It was

“Mr. Golding, why are

talking to me?” Evander answered with a

as she struggled

who you are. Considering that you are not my daughter’s mother,

straightened the hem of

a d*mn about how you raise your child?” Angeline was angry and frustrated. How can a man

Evander ordered the driver in front

sight. As

temples gently with her long, slender fingers while her expression gradually eased, but she

in her mind, jolting her out

interfere so much with his affairs if it weren’t

also true. I’m not related to Floretta at all. It certainly seems like I’ve been caring too much for

Evander’s car had already left the filming site

that, he snapped at Floretta, “Is she really that good? Why do you listen to her when she’s not even your

Evander, Floretta cried even

Floretta’s too young to know any better. You should try

at the same time. He reached out to help her unfasten her seat belt and held her in his arms, consoling her softly, “All right, don’t cry. It’s not like I won’t let you

words, Floretta gradually calmed down. She looked at Evander

“No.”

expression darkened. He couldn’t comprehend why Angeline and Floretta were

was still the person she cared about the most. She wouldn’t mind anything else as

stopped crying and drifted off to sleep in

Golding, something happened to Angeline, but I am not sure

“Say it!” Evander ordered.

There were photos as evidence, and