“Hello, miss. I got your number from the police. I’m Delroy’s son, and I’d like to meet up with you in person.”

As Angeline listened to the juvenile voice over the phone, her eyes were brimming with emotions.

Oh, angels took pity on me! I’m glad that my efforts to wait in the county haven’t gone to waste.

“Sure. Tell me where we should meet.”

Angeline intentionally kept her tone on a tight leash to sound as calm as she could be.

Moments after she hung up the phone, Delroy’s son texted her the address of their rendezvous—a small cafe around the neighborhood.

Angeline quickly changed into a fresh set of clothes before making a beeline for the garage downstairs.

Never in a million years would she expect to bump into Sylas in the living room. The latter was wielding a spoon, delightfully enjoying a piece of cake at his leisure.

“Ms. Sorelle, why did you come down?”

He licked the mousse at the corner of his lips when he caught sight of Angeline.

Flabbergasted, Angeline gaped at the man in shock. Concurrently, she scrutinized the surroundings but found no trace of Evander’s presence. Puzzlement inundated her. “Don’t you have to follow him back to Hallsbay, too?” she probed.

“Mr. Golding has asked me to stay behind and ensure your safety. Are you going somewhere? I’ll drive you there.”

Sylas’ words sent a warm feeling through Angeline’s heart. I would’ve never anticipated Evander to order his right-hand man to stay by my side. It seems like he very much approved of my mission this time around.

“No, it’s fine. I’m simply meeting up with a friend. You should stay here and rest,” was Angeline’s comment.

As persistent as Sylas had always been, he laid down the cake in his hands before treading on the woman’s heels.

“Mr. Golding has specifically instructed me to keep an eye on you at all times. If I let you step out alone, I’ll have to answer to him. I’ll just observe from afar, and I promise not to intrude.”

“Uh… All right.”

to remain private, and the fewer people in the know of it, the better. Be that as it might,

car and dropped her off at a small cafe in the county. Through the windows, Angeline could already see a young man inside looking rather

side of the road. From there, he could get a clear view of the entire scene where

young man, flashing him a benevolent smile before

up from his seat while rubbing his palms, seemingly

mom nicknamed me that. My

hope that you’ll always be a pure

praises on the spot and did away with the formality. Taking her seat, she summoned a waiter over and ordered a glass

when Acacius heard the mention of his father, a hint of pain flickered in those clear, bright eyes of his, and he gripped the hem of his shirt with his slender fingers. He kept

you’re willing to pay

a

us the way Ms. Joseline did, would you?” Acacius shot Angeline a hopeful look and went on, “The doctor said my dad’s condition

with her fair fingers. Her gaze was as deep

for negotiation, I suppose your mom must’ve asked this of you. You do have something else you’d

can’t believe it! As he took a deep breath,

He told my mom that he was in dire need of a handsome sum of cash to save my

her lips buttoned and listened to

the brake of the car belonging to the Sorelles to induce a fake road accident on their way to the

accepted the money?”

as grim

her reaction. He stammered, “B-Because my grandma was in grave condition, and my dad… H-He couldn’t just stand idly by. Besides, we

you realize that you’re also the accomplices in the murder?” bellowed Angeline hysterically, slamming her palm on the table.

the pent-up resentment

another to set up a trap like that, my parents wouldn’t have gone with the wind at such a tender age! Were my parents’ lives

a ghastly white. He hastily cowered behind the chair,

Sylas stepped in from outside, handing Angeline a glass of

the glass over with her trembling hand and gulped down a mouthful of water. Only then did she manage to calm

“Thank you.”

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