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.

time. Let’s go cut that ribbon.” Evander finally peeled his eyes off Angeline. Though he offered that reminder in an icy tone, he had

relief. He then quickly instructed the

of the pack. Delano even called out for Angeline to stand directly on the other

radiated off Evander, so much so that the scissors

ribbon-cutting segment, Evander was ushered into the

that imposing presence, Angeline was finally able to let her hair down. When she felt the back of her clothing, it

the guests for the evening’s event

the moment she was able to rest. In order to maintain her figure ahead of the promotional shoot, she only had one packet of meal replacement

made her way over to the banquet hall’s dining area, taking care to avoid the crowd. Coupled

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

it that all the food served that night was prepared by a Ferropenian pastry chef and that their taste was truly something to behold. Leaning back against the

to be quite irresistible, even as someone who did not have that

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

The latter had her hands around a

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

I’ll be d*mned!

was not expecting to run into Joseline there either. Not wanting to get into an argument in that sort of setting, she pretended not to know Joseline. Thus, she swiftly placed her cake down and turned to make a

no way she was going to miss out on that opportunity to embarrass Angeline. An insidious look flashed across

for Angeline, her quick reflexes saved her in the nick of time. Nevertheless, a couple of splotches of wine stains still managed to catch themselves onto her

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

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

fell, and her sharp nails

astonishment. “Is this your younger sister,

apologetic. “I’m sorry that you had to

before she regarded her with some skepticism. “But why would a young lady from the Sorelle family

many mistakes previously because of her own immaturity, so she isn’t quite on reasonable terms with the rest of the family.” Exhaling, Joseline portrayed herself

forgotten, Ms. Sorelle? I’ve already severed ties with

on the latter’s shoulder. “You should know that I’ll continue to do my best to convince Grandpa to allow you to go home. While I understand

pity then that her sense of clarity allowed her to seize upon the