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.

go cut that ribbon.” Evander finally peeled his eyes off Angeline. Though he offered that reminder in an icy tone, he had provided a way for all of them to ease out

relief. He then quickly instructed the female

called out for Angeline to stand directly on the other side of Evander. On Angeline’s

that the

completion of the ribbon-cutting segment, Evander was

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

the evening’s event were

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

avoid the crowd. Coupled with the fact that everyone

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

prepared by a Ferropenian pastry chef and that their taste was truly something to behold. Leaning back against the table, Angeline worked her dessert

who did not have that much of a sweet tooth

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

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

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

I’ll be d*mned!

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

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

her quick reflexes saved her in the nick of time. Nevertheless, a

dear sister, how careless of you!” Purposefully feigning surprise, Joseline hurried to grab a napkin to help wipe at the dress, only to make it even

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

fell, and her sharp nails dug deep into her own

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

apologetic. “I’m sorry that you had

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

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 portrayed herself as though she

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

her three-inch stilettos and placed a hand on the latter’s shoulder. “You should know that I’ll continue to do my best to convince Grandpa

privy to the truth. It was a pity then that her sense of clarity allowed her to seize upon the wickedness within the eyes of her own “good