Upon reaching home, Evander whipped out his phone and made a call.

Due to the distance, she could not hear what he was saying. The only thing she made out was him asking about treatment for her injured hand.

Puckering her lips while seated on the sofa, Angeline complained softly to Floretta, who was busy playing with blocks.

“Isn’t your daddy overreacting? All I did was pluck a flower of his. Is all this fuss really necessary?”

Floretta giggled and looked up at Angeline, her eyes gleaming brightly.

“That’s because the flower you plucked belongs to Mr. Roger. The entire garden is like a precious baby to him!”

Angeline’s eyes widened in shock. She couldn’t believe her ears.

“What? You’re saying that Roger planted everything there?”

“Yes. He comes every week to weed and even declared that I’ll inherit the garden once he’s old. But I have no interest in doing his work for him!”

Angeline began to feel guilty upon learning the truth. If she had known that it was Roger’s private property, she wouldn’t have plucked it, for doing so without permission was the equivalent of stealing.

No wonder Evander was so angry just now.

Lost in thought, she suddenly saw Evander end his call and come into the room with a piece of aloe vera.

Kneeling by her side, Evander lifted her injured finger with a frown and asked in concern, “Does it hurt? Do you feel all right?”

“No, it doesn’t. I don’t feel anything in fact.”

His words only served to intensify Angeline’s guilt.

spice. I didn’t expect it to belong to Roger and to

white sap with a spoon. Then he applied it to her wound

go there next time. The plants in

comment dampened the atmosphere in the

for behaving too liberally in the

can rest assured I won’t go

applying the medication, Evander wrapped her finger with gauze. It wasn’t until they were done that both of them came

pork stew tasted incomplete. Nonetheless, both father

their reaction, Angeline could finally have her

a cup of coffee and some fruits for Evander. When she brought them up to the

fruits on the coffee table. “Stop reading all the time. Have some fruit while you rest your

book down on his lap and stabbed his fork at a piece

put down his fork and refrained from

here

she said, “I’ve barely

on your work so that I can get my

her perception of

truly is a ruthless businessman. One’s relationship with him doesn’t

not lose money on this. Anyway, it’s getting late.

a swift twist of her

her, Evander’s voice suddenly rang out. “You have to

With her expression freezing momentarily, she felt as if there was something profound about Evander’s warning

next afternoon, Nancy drove her to the movie launch of The

at the venue. On stage, there was a big screen displaying the promotional poster

pink train that matched the tenderness of her face. Furthermore, her swan-like neck was accentuated by the pearl necklace that

done, the press conference was about to begin. The

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