Her Precious Baby

Upon hearing that, the edges of Evander’s lips curved upward mockingly.

If it weren’t for the fact that he had made some effort to understand her, he would’ve been fooled by her explanation.

A layer of sweat covered her palm as she gritted her teeth anxiously and continued, “Actually, it’s also because I want to take my revenge on Joseline. I suspect she’s not a member of the Sorelle family and that she’s the reason for my parents’ deaths.”

Genuine agony flashed past her eyes when she said that.

Evander’s gaze darkened as he gradually let go of her chin. Feuds between prominent families are a common sight. It’s not impossible for immoral acts to be committed during those feuds. I’m used to this kind of lifestyle, but Angeline isn’t.

After staying silent for a while, Evander piped up, “You can come to me for help.”

Angeline lifted her head and stared at him in shock. Is he offering me aid? But he’s a CEO. Why would he want to help me deal with my matters?

For some reason, she blurted without choosing her words, “Are you expecting something in return for helping me, Mr. Golding?”

The moment she ended her sentence, the expression on Evander’s face darkened. The surrounding temperature rapidly decreased as well.

Instead of saying another word, he turned and left the kitchen.

Staring at his back, Angeline wasn’t sure how to apologize. She slapped her forehead with remorse, wishing she could just bite off her tongue. Why did I have to say that? His influence is vast. If he’s willing to help me out, then the risk of danger I may face will be lesser than if I’m still working with Jonathan. Besides, what can Evander gain from me when I’m in this situation?

After toiling away in the kitchen for a while, Angeline served three plates of steaming hot pasta in the dining room.

She turned to the father and daughter sitting on the couch and shouted, “Pasta’s ready! Come and eat!”

Floretta, who was battling against her drowsiness, immediately widened her eyes and hopped into the kitchen. Then she put on the small bib Angeline bought for her.

were many things she learned in kindergarten, including how to eat by herself. Although she still wasn’t great at twirling pasta with a fork yet,

she praised, “This is so good!

should eat more, then. Do eat

her plate and furrowed her eyebrows with disdain. However,

taste pleasantly surprised her. Whoa! What did Angel add to this

front of Evander upon seeing him take a seat by the

eyes when he heard that, but when he saw her fawning smile, he

exposing her, he looked down at his serving of pasta that was covered in numerous slices of beef

How does it taste?” Angeline fixed her

tasted average. However, the way he ate

she grinned ingratiatingly. “I’ll do better next

her question and continued

got anxious when she didn’t get a response, but she didn’t say

unprecedented silence filled

the spoon. If it weren’t for Evander’s

was, Angeline suggested, “How about you let Floretta

hesitation, he carried

helped Floretta remove her bib and clothes. Since the girl was sleeping soundly, she turned off

stepping out of the bedroom, Angeline grabbed her phone to check the

leaning against the door frame with crossed arms, looking completely relaxed

stay, Mr. Golding. There’s still one more room here that you

tomorrow morning. I’ll be on a business trip for around a

the unexpected situation previously, he abandoned his work at Spaunia and flew back to Summerbank. Hence, he still needed to return

“Okay,” she replied.

to take