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

was able to breathe a sigh of relief. He then quickly instructed

themselves right smack in the center of the pack. Delano even called out for Angeline to stand directly on the other side of Evander. On Angeline’s part, she was a little too

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 to actually nail the cutting

ribbon-cutting segment, Evander was

hair down. When she felt the

guests for the evening’s event

she was able to rest. In order to maintain her figure ahead of the promotional shoot, she only had one packet of meal replacement cookies very early in the day. By this time,

avoid the crowd. Coupled with the fact that everyone else was busy mingling amongst themselves, no one really paid

stacked with a wide assortment of food

pastry chef and that their taste was truly something to behold. Leaning back against the table, Angeline worked

someone who did not have that much of a sweet tooth to

Such a lucky woman you are.” At that moment, a familiar voice rang

had her hands around a wealthy woman’s arm, and the duo was steadily

from the table in view of offering a toast to Colleen.

I’ll be d*mned!

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

hand, was still bearing a grudge from their last unpleasant encounter at the cafe. As such, there was no way she was going to miss out on that opportunity to embarrass Angeline. An insidious look

a couple

surprise, Joseline hurried to grab a napkin to help wipe at the dress,

motivations did not elude Angeline, who straight 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 it? How else could you have failed to

fell, and her sharp nails

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

“I’m sorry that you had

her with some skepticism. “But why

immaturity, so she isn’t quite on reasonable terms with the rest of

you forgotten, Ms. Sorelle? I’ve

my best to convince Grandpa to

she not been privy to the truth. It was a pity then that her sense of clarity allowed her to seize upon the