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.”

rage and slammed

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

you remember what happened in this living room in the past? Don’t you remember how you ruthlessly drove

upon hearing

punished her with a whip right in front of the entire family and the housekeepers. After that, he

for all

mistakes, so it won’t make a difference no

her visit was merely

else, please excuse

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

with a lot of dust. A coughing fit assailed her as she waved her hand to fan the air

the thick

grabbed a ladder before climbing up

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

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

mother had prepared for her eighteenth

not to transfer it to others. When you get

deep breath in an attempt to repress her

tidying up the place, she put the title deed in her bag and took it with her along with the trinkets her mother gifted her, for she

of Sorelle Group that

down the stairs, she walked straight

bellowed, “Stop right there! Have you forgotten everything we’ve taught you? How can you leave without saying goodbye? Where are

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

atmosphere became tense all of

that his face contorted. He clutched his chest and coughed

was suffering from pneumonia,

support Wilfred and stroked