Her Precious Baby

“No worries,” Angeline replied with a sarcastic smile. She then waved at Floretta. “Come over here. Let me get a good look at you.”

Grinning, Floretta made her way to Angeline. Her tiny frame was glued to Angeline’s chest, happiness apparent on her face. “I guess you’re still unaware, but Daddy had admitted that Angel is my mommy. I’m not wrong.”

Francesca was shocked. “Really?”

Angeline, on the other hand, did not respond. Instead, she reached out to stroke Floretta’s hair while attentively examining the young girl’s features. Still, a sense of disbelief was deeply rooted within her.

She had never considered the possibility that the child she had been looking for five years had been there all along. But didn’t Joseline tell me that the child was kidnapped and sold to someone else?

But then again, Joseline is a habitual liar. She could make up any story to get me to sell my shares in the company.

Angeline, who had finally calmed down, was once again filled with sadness at the thought. At that, her tears trickled down her face without control.

Despite Angeline’s attempt to hide her tears, they still did not go unnoticed by Floretta’s sharp eyes. Feeling panicked, the little girl asked, “What’s wrong, Angel? Do you feel sick?”

“I’m fine,” Angeline replied as she hurriedly wiped her tears and tried to remain neutral. “I’m not crying.”

Floretta pursed her lips and swung her tiny clenched fists before yelling furiously, “You don’t have to hide things from me, Angel. Daddy has always been difficult to get along with. Tell me if he bullied you, and I’ll talk to him.”

Floretta’s remarks sounded as though the little girl was merely throwing a tantrum, but they still managed to move Angeline. However, Angeline still felt as if a giant stone was pressing on her heart, and she was on the verge of going insane from how suffocated she felt.

She struggled to believe that such a dramatic occurrence had actually happened to her.

Floretta clung to Angeline and insisted they sleep together. Angeline did not object as she picked up the little girl and walked straight to her bedroom.

her shoulder repeatedly in an attempt to lull her to sleep. Finally, she was able to put

suffocated. She walked up to the balcony and opened the window. It was only

lights from the study next to her room were still on. Angeline could see the silhouette of the man who was bent over his desk, working mercilessly. That serious look

a lump in her throat and was

was still no concrete evidence, she should not put the blame on Evander just

much Evander values Floretta, it was best for Angeline to keep silent rather than alarm him and

Evander were really the one who caused Angeline to become pregnant and then stole her

bring the case to

for this issue, I would’ve been living a happy and fulfilling life. Yet, everything

person from her past could have been Evander,

do? How should I face

not manage to sleep a wink that

the news, your Grandpa is being sent to the hospital now, Angeline.

turning throughout the night, Angeline finally felt a slight tinge of sleepiness during the morning. Yet, Nancy’s sudden call disrupted all of her

stuff and

ever since the last

not many people left in the Sorelle family to begin with. If Angeline were to leave Wilfred to the scheming Joseline, a notice

would be able to live longer, Angeline had no choice but

like this without giving Evander a

when he woke up. He grabbed the cup from his bedside table and made a

then, he noticed Angeline rushing out

does she look like

frown. He was about to call out for Angeline

the one who helped Angeline wear the necklace yesterday. He was not expecting her

took a few more steps toward