Her Precious Baby

Sylas looked around and saw piles of empty beer bottles on the table as well as on the floor. It was evident that Evander had had too much to drink.

After searching for a while, Sylas finally found Evander lying on the floor behind the couch.

The latter was hanging his head dejectedly with his hair covering his eyes, hiding his emotions.

The bandage on his injured arm was soaked with blood. As the blood dripped continuously onto the floor, he was still holding a beer bottle.

“Mr. Golding!”

Taken aback, Sylas immediately rushed forward and threw the bottle aside. “Y-You’re injured. Why are you still drinking? Your condition will get worse!”

My goodness! I’ve been working for Mr. Golding for so many years and I’ve never seen him in such a dejected state. It was as though he has lost his soul.

It was a heart wrenching scene.

“Don’t touch me.”

Evander pushed Sylas away, annoyance evident in his eyes. Subsequently, as if his pain receptors were disabled, he continued fumbling around for the bottle of beer.

“Mr. Golding, please stop drinking. Talk to me about your problems. Since you’re still in love with Ms. Sorelle, you should take the initiative to go to her. I’m sure she won’t ignore you if you tell her how you feel,” advised Sylas anxiously.

Hearing that, Evander looked up at him and let out a self-deprecating chuckle. “It’s useless to say anything or plan surprises just to win her heart. She is a heartless woman.”

The very reason behind the immense pain he was feeling was that he had tried to fight for her but to no avail.

No matter what he did, Angeline was determined to leave.

Sylas’ heart clenched when he heard Evander’s dejected words, so much so that he began grumbling inwardly when he thought of Angeline.

Jeez. Why did she suddenly propose a breakup when things were going so well? Can’t she make things clear once and for all?

When his train of thought ended there, he suddenly recalled something and froze. He had been so busy lately that he forgot to inform Evander of something.

Golding, do you remember when you lost your diamond ring from Majestic Elite Jewelry at the hotel five

“Yes. What about it?”

massaged

call, telling me that a woman had been searching for the owner of the ring. I’m guessing it’s Floretta’s

what

over as he asked solemnly, “Didn’t

just returned to the country not too long ago, but I’m not sure where she is now. I’m afraid problems will arise

solved with money,” said Evander, his tone harsh and frosty. He felt even more frustrated upon recalling that bizarre accident five years

signed a major contract with his business partner, and in the midst of that cheerful moment, he indulged in alcohol and got

waiter had sent him back to his room amidst his drunken state. Feeling horrible from

did he expect that at midnight, a woman would climb into his bed and caress his abdomen, making him lose control of himself as if a spark of passion was suddenly ignited in the dead of

woman was no longer around. He assumed she was after his money but fled because she was afraid of getting

anonymous document informing him the woman was pregnant and that he should transfer fifty million to

knew what happened

offer up her own body in exchange

send you to

the opportunity to persuade Evander when he saw

drinking and venting his emotions,

in agreement, he got up from the floor and glanced at Sylas before ordering,

do that

investigate Jonathan for me. Find out his

momentarily stunned before he

that trouble, Mr. Golding still can’t

days later at the police station, someone arrived to bail

to bail you out.

and Joseline, clad in plain

spirits and her face appeared pale without

the whole week in jail had

frowned when

“Why are you here?”