Her Precious Baby

Those utterances seemed to weigh heavily in the atmosphere around them.

The look on the pair’s faces told Delano Halls that something was not quite right. “Do you and Ms. Sorelle know each other, Mr. Golding?” he asked in concern.

“No, I don’t know her.” Speaking in his deep and low inflection, Evander sought to distance himself from her.

Unable to stomach that sight, Angeline managed a stiff smile. “Of course, he doesn’t. Not everyone can hope to be acquainted with someone as illustrious as Mr. Golding himself.”

Is she suggesting that I’m unapproachable?

Evander’s expression turned increasingly sullen. It was as though a terrible storm was brewing within him.

A secretary-like woman skirted around to Delano from behind. After she whispered something into his ear, the latter’s face turned constipated. It would seem that he just had found himself caught between a rock and a hard place.

So, Evander and Angeline actually can’t get along with each other? This is all because of my previous work trip. It’s no wonder I had no idea about what was going on despite how long the news has been out there!

“About that, Mr. Golding. I invited Ms. Sorelle to help me with the promotional work for the property a long time ago.” He only concluded that he might have misspoken after those words had escaped his lips, but alas, it was too late for him to retract them.

“Oh? Is that so?” Evander’s unblinking eyes remained fixated upon Angeline’s face when he asked that question.

Does that mean that it is a sheer coincidence that we have found ourselves in the same place here today? Was I wrong about her?

“Look, Mr. Golding…” Delano wiped a palmful of nervous sweat from his own face as he was unable to figure out what Evander actually meant to say.

Is he trying to tell me that he’s not going to step on that stage, or he wants me to kick Angeline out?

Should that be the case, he feared that his company would make the headline news the next day, except that it would be for all the wrong reasons.

An extended silence ensued.

Though he offered that reminder in an icy tone, he had provided a way for

breathe a sigh of relief. He

called out for Angeline to

entire body was unnerved by the wintriness that radiated off Evander, so much so that the scissors trembled in her grasp. It took her two solid tries

ribbon-cutting segment, Evander was

finally able to let her hair down. When she

the evening’s

promotional shoot, she only had one packet of meal replacement cookies very early in the day. By this time,

the banquet hall’s dining area, taking care to avoid the crowd. Coupled with the fact that everyone else was busy mingling amongst themselves,

long table were stacked with a wide assortment of food options. Grabbing a plate, she then went on to pick out a few small

all the food served that night was prepared by a Ferropenian pastry chef and that their taste was truly

herself found the cakes to be quite irresistible, even as someone who did not have that much of a

been developing quite splendidly, Mrs. Halls. Such a lucky woman you are.” At that moment, a familiar voice

to the side—it was Joseline. The latter had her hands around a wealthy woman’s arm, and the

offering a toast to Colleen. Her smile, however, unraveled as soon

I’ll be d*mned!

in that sort of setting, she pretended not to know Joseline. Thus, she swiftly

there was no way she was going to miss out on that opportunity to embarrass Angeline. An insidious look flashed across Joseline’s eyes as she tightened her grip around the wine glass and intentionally flung its contents in Angeline’s

nick of time. Nevertheless, a couple of splotches of wine stains still

of you!” Purposefully feigning surprise, Joseline hurried to grab a napkin to help

up shook her off. Angeline then gave her a stern reminder, “If it’s not bad enough that you’ve terrible eyesight, Ms. Sorelle, do you now have a poor constitution to go along with

nails dug deep

observing from the side, reacted in astonishment. “Is this your younger sister, Ms. Sorelle?” she

sorry that

her with some skepticism. “But why would a young lady from the Sorelle family be taking on a job like

long story. My sister made many mistakes previously because of her own immaturity, so she isn’t quite on reasonable terms with the rest of the family.” Exhaling, Joseline

clean her dress. “Have you forgotten, Ms. Sorelle? I’ve already severed ties with the Sorelle family eons ago,”

should know that I’ll continue to do my best to convince Grandpa to allow you to go home. While

then that her sense of clarity allowed her