Her Precious Baby

Edwin had been her father’s right-hand man when her father was alive. The former watched her grow up since she was young, and she remembered how kind he was to her.

After that, Edwin led her into the mansion. Along the way, he excitedly described the changes in the household to Angeline.

As she looked at the familiar mansion before her, the look in her eyes darkened and mixed feelings surged in her heart.

I’m finally home.

However, the place she grew up in seemed painfully unfamiliar to her now.

When they reached the entrance, Edwin looked at her with worry as he reminded her, “Ms. Joseline and Mr. Yiurk are here, Ms. Angeline. I’m afraid you—”

“It’s fine.” Angeline smiled slightly and comforted, “Mr. Ziegler, don’t worry. I am no longer the vulnerable little girl who needed protection. I know how to act accordingly.”

Upon hearing that, Edwin bobbed his head and opened the door for her. As he watched her step in calmly, tears rolled down his cheeks again.

Angeline’s current demeanor made Edwin’s heart clench, but above all, he was gratified. She finally set foot in the Sorelle residence again after so many years.

After keeping her emotions in check, Angeline peered in and saw a man in his sixties in the living room. Despite his old age, he was still standing tall and straight, exuding an august air.

“You’re home?” Wilfred turned around to look at her. The dullness in his voice was evident, and he didn’t sound as excited as the first time they met.

“Yes.”

Angeline walked over. Before she sat on the couch, she straightened her skirt.

“I’ve asked the housekeepers to prepare your favorite snacks and drink. Do enjoy,” said Wilfred with a deep voice, gesturing at the table before him. He seemed listless, and the skin beneath his eyes was sunken, showing traces of exhaustion.

Angeline stared at the plate of fruits with an inexplicable look in her eyes. After moments of silence, she replied indifferently, “Thank you. Please just get to the point.”

into a rage and

you think you’re all that? I can’t even get you to

response, Angeline looked up at Wilfred mockingly. “Grandpa, don’t you remember what happened in this living room in

upon

the Sorelle family’s reputation, he lost control of himself and punished her with a whip right in front of

breath and fixed his gaze on Angeline. “I know you’ve resented me for all these years, but I only did what

his mistakes, so it won’t make a difference no

visit was merely to retrieve

there’s nothing else, please excuse

to the second floor. She reached the room in the corner and turned the door knob. With a click, the door

dust. A coughing fit assailed her

the room. Everything remained unchanged apart from the thick dust that settled after the room wasn’t

up to reach

hammer, she smashed it open, and a rolled-up

bent over to pick the object up. After unrolling it, she

Angeline’s mother had prepared

and remember not to transfer it to others. When you get married, I’ll prepare a more

a deep breath in an attempt to repress

with her along with the trinkets her mother gifted her, for she

she was determined to regain the shares of Sorelle Group that her parents had left for her which were misappropriated

the stairs, she walked straight to the door without even greeting

you? How can you leave without saying

tracks and turned around to regard the old man with disdain. “From the moment I was kicked out of the Sorelle residence, this place is no

tense

infuriated that his face contorted. He clutched his chest and

She knew that Wilfred was suffering

approached to support Wilfred and stroked his chest to