Angeline quickened her pace when she saw the old man. “Are you the man in charge of watching over this house?”

“That’s right.” Arthur was puzzled as he had not seen her before. “Not many know of my identity, young lady. Who might you be?”

Angeline was just about to tell him but suddenly recalled the myriad of suspicious circumstances surrounding the house and swallowed the words she was about to utter.

After a moment’s thought, she answered, “I am a good friend of the owner. She promised to sublet this place to me, but I can’t help but notice it’s already occupied.”

Arthur appeared confused at her words. It was plain that he was unaware of the finer details of that arrangement.

“Oh, Ms. Sorelle has never mentioned this to me. I’ll ask for you when she next drops by.”

Ms. Sorelle.

Angeline’s gaze turned grim. Though her fists were clenched, she politely asked, “Might you be referring to Ms. Joseline Sorelle?”

The old man nodded. “That’s right. Ms. Sorelle would drop by twice a week to visit her boyfriend.”

Boyfriend?

Angeline examined the clothes on the rack and recalled seeing Stuart emerge, disheveled, from the mansion. With shock flashing across her eyes, she understood.

As Arthur was elderly, it would not be unusual for him to be unacquainted with news surrounding the entertainment industry.

I can’t believe Joseline would stow her lover away in my mansion.

Angeline sneered at that thought.

a loving couple, she turned out to be an adulteress after all. If that’s the case, the child in

from her pocket and scrolled down

Joseline has no regard for me, I won’t mind reciprocating the favor. The news of her having an affair with a celebrity will definitely overshadow mine of having

the call when Nancy called

“I have something

I have to hand it to you for finding that Photoshop artist who somehow edited the photograph of you being pregnant into another woman. That woman even issued a public apology to clarify that she, instead of you,

“What?”

gossip of my

“Forget it. The matter is in the past anyway. The director of The Journey, Mr. McKenna, asked me

Angeline did not respond.

run to take care of things for you. Chat later.”

short call, Angeline gained a

would have the ability to find

in her eyes, feeling guilty upon recalling her churlish retort against him earlier that

must insist that you stay for a meal, young lady, seeing as you are a

her hand, deciding not to give anything away. “Please don’t mention my dropping by

understand,” Arthur promised with a kindly gaze. “For some reason, miss,

heart twinged at his words, and she instantly

likeness when I went out with

an

the cold wind whoosh by her ear through the open window. She clutched the

five years ago, she

to take back the company’s shares, and Joseline has taken over the only house Mom left me. I have

you asked of me, Mr. Golding. The press will no longer publicize the

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