Her Precious Baby

Chapter 87

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.

to be an adulteress after all.

from

favor. The news of her having an affair with a celebrity will definitely overshadow mine

the call when

answer. “I have

you for finding that Photoshop artist who somehow edited the photograph of you being pregnant into another woman. That woman even issued a

“What?”

Has the gossip of my having a

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

Angeline did not respond.

to take care of things for you. Chat later.” Nancy hung up without offering any more

gained a rough

would have the ability to find a double for me and

eyes, feeling guilty upon recalling her churlish retort

a meal, young lady, seeing as you are

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

Arthur promised with a kindly gaze.

and she instantly thought of her

our remarkable likeness when I went

an excuse and departed

on the road and felt the cold wind whoosh by her ear through the open window. She clutched the steering wheel

herself five years ago, she felt

has taken over the only house Mom left me. I have to take back

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

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