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.

tomorrow onward, I’m going to have Francesca hire a tutor for you.” With that, he placed Floretta in the

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

chiding angrily, “Mr. Golding, why are you being

to me?” Evander answered

embarrassed as she struggled

I’m afraid you’ve forgotten who you are. Considering that you are not

icy cold as he straightened the hem

you think I give a d*mn about how you raise your child?” Angeline was angry and frustrated. How can a man have such erratic mood

the driver in front of

engine started and it drove away, gradually disappearing from Angeline’s sight. As the sound

with her long, slender fingers while her expression gradually eased, but she was still furious

in her mind, jolting her out

so much with his affairs if it weren’t for

said was also true. I’m not related to Floretta at all. It certainly

filming site for quite

Why do you listen to her when

Floretta cried even louder until she was nearly out of

too young to

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

looked at Evander tearfully and asked between sobs,

“No.”

He couldn’t comprehend why Angeline and Floretta were fond of such a good-for-nothing pretty

disappointed, but Angeline was still the person she cared about the most. She wouldn’t mind anything else as long

crying and drifted off to sleep in his

“Mr. Golding, something happened to Angeline, but I am not sure if I

“Say it!” Evander ordered.

wedlock. There were photos as evidence, and