Her Precious Baby

At that moment, Angeline felt as if she had run out of breath. Her fingers trembled as they flew across the keyboard on her phone. She typed: Floretta, you can’t joke about things like this.

Soon, Floretta replied: I’m not lying. You were really impressive! No one has ever dared to oppose Daddy like that.

Oppose?

Still unable to believe it, Angeline scrolled up to read the conversation history and realized that she had indeed video-called Floretta for half an hour.

Her expression changed drastically as she massaged her head. A look of regret filled her eyes.

I’m doomed!

Ever since young, she would lose control over herself once she became drunk. She had never expected herself to cause such huge trouble this time.

Although she resented Evander, she was still competing with Denise to become Starlight Jewelry’s next ambassador after all. Now that she had just offended her direct superior, her future did not seem bright.

Upon contemplation, Angeline found Evander’s number on her phone and drafted a message carefully: Mr. Golding, it was very impolite of me last night. I’m sorry.

She read through the draft multiple times to ensure that there were no typos before she dared to send it.

After almost ten minutes, Evander still did not reply.

Angeline could feel her heart in her throat. She bit her lower lip so hard that it became swollen. Yet, all she could do was console herself that having no responses was a good thing.

Nancy was using her phone in the back seat when Angeline got into the car. The moment she saw Angeline, she stopped typing and sneered, “Explain yourself, Ms. Sorelle. Your scandal at the banquet is plastered all over the morning news.”

“It’s a long story.”

Angeline sat beside her and opened a packet of snacks at the side. “I bumped into Hanson and Joseline last night. Joseline has most likely hired ghostwriters on the internet.”

“What?” Nancy widened her eyes in surprise. “I heard insiders saying that their wedding day is approaching. If she’s seeking trouble with you at this juncture, doesn’t that mean that Hanson still has feelings for you?”

“I know him very well. He always puts

a pause, Nancy asked with concern,

chips in the bag and poured them

trying to defame her, she would

Screech!

driver abruptly stepped on the brake. The car jerked, causing Angeline’s body to lurch forward. Luckily, she was wearing the safety belt, or the consequences would

Nancy

in my direction and blocked my path. I have no choice but to step on the brake.” The driver patted his chest, still feeling

he was referring to overtook them. The car window rolled down, allowing

red lips parted as she lifted her

that she had done it on

slapped the car seat furiously. “She

front, the driver, in a dilemma, asked, “Should I still

“Yes! Overtake them!”

they’re already so

it!” Nancy was purple with rage.

had been quiet, opened the car door, walked to the driver’s seat, and ordered the driver, “Go to the

are you sure about

changing seats with the driver, she

slammed her foot against the accelerator and the car shot forward in the direction

she clutched her seatbelt. Even the driver’s

the buildings around them became a blur—it was impossible to see anything. However, Angeline remained

down. When the distance between them narrowed, she shifted to the highest gears

smashed into a utility pole, causing smoke to billow from

not buckle her seat belt, her head crashed against the car

from the sudden crash, her manager yelled furiously, “What happened? Do you not know how to

hugged his head and stared at the bonnet in a daze. He was on the verge of breaking

took out a mirror from her bag immediately and stared at her reflection. There was a huge bruise