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.

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

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

the little girl might get hurt, Angeline got anxious. She couldn’t help chiding angrily, “Mr. Golding, why are you being so harsh with her? Can’t you

me?” Evander answered with a question

as she

are. Considering that you are not my daughter’s mother, why should I listen to your parenting

the hem

how you raise your child?” Angeline was angry and frustrated. How can a man have such erratic mood

the driver

disappearing from Angeline’s sight. As the sound of Floretta’s

her long, slender fingers while her expression gradually eased, but she

echoing in her mind, jolting her out

much with his affairs if it weren’t for

what Evander said was also true. I’m not related to

had already left the filming site for quite some time, Floretta was still

she really that good? Why do you listen to her when

Evander, Floretta cried even louder until she was nearly

young to know any better. You should try

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

calmed down. She looked at Evander tearfully and asked between sobs, “C-Can I meet

“No.”

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

the most. She wouldn’t mind anything else as long as she could continue to see

and drifted off to sleep in

about to arrive home, Evander received a call from Sylas. “Mr. Golding, something happened to

“Say it!” Evander ordered.

wedlock. There were photos as evidence, and it seemed like