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.”

flew into a rage and slammed

you’re all that? I can’t even get you

living room in the past? Don’t you remember how you ruthlessly drove me out of the Sorelle

upon

her with a whip right in front of the entire family and the housekeepers. After that, he sent Angeline, who was covered in injuries, to the countryside where

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

sneered inwardly. I knew it. He’ll never realize his mistakes, so it won’t make a

purpose of her visit

there’s nothing else,

and went up to the second floor. She reached the room

coupled with a lot of dust. A coughing fit assailed

from the thick dust that settled after the

climbing up to reach

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

climbed down from the ladder and bent over to pick the object up. After unrolling it, she saw that it was indeed the title deed

gift Angeline’s mother had prepared

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

breath in an attempt to repress

with her along with the trinkets her mother gifted her, for she never wanted to return to

determined to regain the shares of Sorelle Group that her

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

forgotten everything we’ve taught you? How can you leave without saying goodbye? Where are your

regard the old man with disdain. “From the moment I was kicked

atmosphere became tense

face contorted. He clutched his chest and coughed

was suffering from pneumonia, but she

Wilfred and stroked his chest