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.”

her aloof attitude, Wilfred flew into a rage and slammed his

think you’re all that? I can’t even

at Wilfred mockingly. “Grandpa, don’t you remember what happened in this living room in the past? Don’t you remember how you ruthlessly drove me out of the Sorelle

upon

punished her with a whip right in front of the

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

his mistakes, so it won’t make

all, the purpose of her visit was

nothing else, please

up to the second floor. She reached the room in the corner and turned the door knob.

coupled with a lot of dust. A coughing fit assailed her

a while, she carefully observed the room. Everything remained unchanged apart from the thick dust that

ladder before climbing up to reach the inconspicuous

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

from the ladder and bent over to pick the object up. After

was the gift Angeline’s mother had prepared for

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

in an attempt to repress

put the title deed in her bag and took it with her along with the trinkets her mother gifted her, for she never wanted to return to the

regain the shares of Sorelle Group that her parents had left for her which were

she walked straight

we’ve taught you? How can you leave without saying

old man with disdain. “From the moment I was kicked out of the Sorelle residence, this place is no longer

tense all of

infuriated that his face contorted. He clutched his chest and

him and knitted her brows. She knew that Wilfred was suffering from pneumonia, but she

and stroked his chest