The moment Jacob stepped out of the residential area, reporters swarmed out from the van and from behind the flower beds to chase him with their cameras.

Evander’s plan had succeeded.

However, Angeline was concerned for Jacob’s safety. She was even more worried about affecting Jacob’s career.

Traces of concern lined her face as she turned to look at Evander. “Are you sure Sylas will pick him up?”

“Of course. Do you not trust my subordinate?” Evander replied with a question. A hint of iciness could be detected in his tone.

“That’s not what I meant. Who could possibly do something better than you when you’re personally in charge of it?” The corners of Angeline’s lips curved upward in gratitude. “Thank you and sorry for the inconvenience caused.”

With that said, she peered out the window and looked down at Jacob. A man in a suit escorted him into a car and drove him out of the residential area through the back entrance.

“Thank goodness! We’re saved!” exclaimed Angeline. Joy was written all over her face.

Evander, on the other hand stared at her side profile in a daze.

Angeline was wearing a casual outfit at present. Compared to her stunning look in front of the camera, she looked a lot more approachable at that moment. Her hair was tied into a messy bun, and the light makeup she had put on accentuated the tenderness of her features.

After a short moment of observing her, Evander shifted his gaze to look away. “Don’t celebrate just yet. More troubles are waiting.”

“What do you mean?” Angeline turned to look at him, confused.

“Do you really think the reporters wouldn’t come back the moment they realized that they couldn’t get any scoop from Jacob?” Evander reminded her in a flat tone. “You’re way too naïve!”

Evander’s words were like a punch to Angeline’s gut, causing her to feel tense and anxious again.

Slapping her forehead in exasperation, she had no idea what to do. “In that case, I’ll go pack my stuff and stay in a hotel for the time being.”

Evander regarded her and shot that idea down ruthlessly. “That’s not going to work. Do you think the reporters are idiots?”

That’s right! All of the high-class hotels will be flooded with reporters by now!

her mind, Angeline hated Joseline so much that she

“What are you still waiting for? Go pack

on her face. “But I’ve got

going to my place.” Worried that Angeline might mishear him, he even intentionally enunciated

Evander’s suggestion, Angeline froze and couldn’t find the words to

legs. Her eyes shone in anticipation as she

her rationale, Angeline waved her hands to decline the offer. “Mr. Golding, it’s not appropriate for me

Olivine when issues regarding the rumor were still

toward Evander and tugged the corner of his shirt. Her

of guest bedrooms in the Golding residence. Your presence won’t cause too much of a problem. Since Floretta likes your cooking,

Angeline was rendered speechless.

no room to refuse, she was still a

I’ll help you pack your things.” Floretta took Angeline’s hand and pulled the latter

was dressed and ready to leave. Her luggage

to send Jacob to a safe place, Angeline had no choice but to take her car from the

the familiar garden and the three-story mansion. To her surprise, she no longer felt uneasy. In fact, her uneasiness had

the living room. When she heard that Angeline would

Ms. Sorelle! Ms. Floretta is over the moon about

in excitement. She had even

was the only one who remained calm and collected. Removing his coat, he

“Yes, Mr. Golding!”

upstairs. Her movements were so swift that Angeline could not

A king-size bed, a gigantic

Sorelle, I have prepared toiletries in advance. If you need anything else, please feel free

enough for now,” Angeline

not help but gasp in awe at the spacious room. It must be nice to be rich. This room itself is bigger than my living

Your room is right across from Ms. Floretta’s. I know that the two of you are close. This will make it easier for you to take care of her.” Francesca smiled politely

thoughtful of

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