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.

appearance as a loving couple, she turned out to be an adulteress after all. If

her phone from her pocket and scrolled down to Nancy’s

news of her

to make the call when Nancy called her

hastened to answer. “I have something

let me go first. I have to hand it to you for finding that Photoshop artist who somehow edited the photograph of you being pregnant into

“What?”

gossip of my having a

in the past anyway. The director of The Journey, Mr. McKenna, asked me to tell you

Angeline did not respond.

you. Chat later.” Nancy hung up

the short call, Angeline gained a rough understanding of the

Evander, not many people would have the ability to

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

lady, seeing

Angeline smiled and flapped her hand, deciding not to give anything away. “Please don’t mention my dropping by to Joseline,

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

words, and she instantly thought of

I went out with Mom, who would brag childishly about her

an excuse and departed

on the gas instinctively once on the road and felt the cold wind whoosh by her

back at herself five years

back the company’s shares, and Joseline has taken over the only

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

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