Her Precious Baby

“Old Mrs. Golding.”

Olivine tugged at Valerie’s arm while gazing at her with a pitiful mien.

The latter began to feel bad. All she did was turn to look at Evander, hoping for him to have a change of heart.

“Your grandpa is old friends with the Sherrocks. Don’t go overboard with your action,” was her dissuasion.

“Grandpa compromised so much for the Sherrocks. Yet, how have they repaid us? I think you should really check out our company’s ledger, Grandma.”

Evander’s tone was as cold as the winter. He shot a glance at the pale face of Olivine, restraining himself from hurting the latter’s pride by choosing not to go into the details.

After saying that, he carried Floretta and left the living room. On the way upstairs, he ordered Francesca with an icy voice, “Francesca, take good care of my grandmother. Make sure to do your utmost.”

“Understood, Mr. Golding.”

Francesca bobbed her head respectfully. Immediately afterward, she went over and poured Valerie a cup of coffee.

“Old Mrs. Golding, would you like—”

Valerie waved a dismissive hand in frustration. “Take that away. I’m not drinking.”

Following that, Valerie shifted her line of sight to Olivine, her eyes inundated with reproach. Agitated, she struck the walking stick in her hand against the floor and asked in a trembling voice, “Enough crying already! Explain to me what Evander was getting at!”

Although she was not cut out for business, being able to marry into the Golding family clearly showed that she was no fool. Naturally, she knew Evander was indirectly reminding her that the Sherrocks had their fair share of under-the-table dealings throughout the collaboration with the Golding family.

Evander seized the opportunity that had presented itself when Mark bullied Floretta. Using that as an excuse, he could then get rid of the Sherrock family.

Olivine looked like a startled cat as she shook Valerie’s arm and hastily explained, “I really don’t know, Old Mrs. Golding. My elder brother has always been the one handling all the company affairs. I rarely get myself involved.”

Looking at how Olivine tried so hard to renounce her place in her own family, Valerie unwittingly felt disgusted as the conservative part of her took over. She leaped up from the couch and declared with a deep voice, “It seems that I should really reconsider the marriage arrangement between the two families!”

With that, she spun around and stepped out of the Golding residence altogether with her walking stick.

For a moment, she even forgot to watch her steps as she

How did this happen?

plead with Evander so that the man would have mercy on Sherrock Group. Alas, not only had she failed to reach her aim, but

on earth

on their own. It was then that he received Sylas’ call. Taking the phone with him, he

“What is it?”

doctor reported that the kid’s DNA has been verified. That child and Ms. Sorelle are indeed

spot. He grunted a

that the woman’s heart would stray even further away from himself and

to his study and pushed the door open,

second Floretta caught sight of Evander at the door,

walked over and sat beside Floretta. “Are you still

were only thinking that I needed a mommy to be by my side. Soon,

that expectant look of his daughter, Evander fell silent.

Floretta’s lips. She quickly supported herself

“Carry me, Daddy.”

turn the little girl away. As helpless as he might be, he still took his daughter into his embrace ever so

lift the girl by the hips, he drew a sharp breath in pain. He had completely forgotten that he had yet

She swiftly rolled up Evander’s sleeve, only to find the wound that had scabbed over without any gauze on. Her eyes were

injured, Daddy. Does it

okay. It

Truth be told, he had been staying in the office all

to the little girl that he had already broken up

let me

lightly let out a breath to blow on

her. With his

is it

his own daughter inside and out. The girl would not have done something like that for no reason. Only when she had a favor to ask from him would she do away with the usual indifferent demeanor and put on a

no matter how frequently Floretta had used the same trick

sidled up to her father and caressed her father’s forehead with her