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

her phone from her pocket and scrolled

of her having an

the call

answer. “I have something

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

“What?”

in surprise. Has the gossip of my having a child out

matter is in the past anyway. The director of The Journey,

Angeline did not respond.

you. Chat later.” Nancy hung up

the short call, Angeline gained

the ability to find a double for me and

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

stay for a meal, young lady, seeing as you are a good friend

and flapped her hand, deciding not to give anything away. “Please

with a kindly gaze. “For some reason, miss, you remind me of

and

our remarkable likeness when I went out with Mom,

concocted an excuse

road and felt the cold wind whoosh

herself five years ago,

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

Mr. Golding. The press will no longer publicize the news regarding Ms. Sorelle anymore. She can

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