Her Precious Baby

It was Floretta.

Angeline’s expression gradually softened. She obediently sat back and listened to the conversation intently.

With his brows slightly furrowed, Evander comforted, “It’s my fault. Be good and finish your meal with Franny. I’ll be home in fifteen minutes.”

Only after hearing that did Floretta stop crying.

After he hung up the phone, Angeline looked at his stern profile and suddenly became curious as it seemed that Evander and Francesca had been the only ones accompanying the girl so far, and she had never seen Floretta’s mother in that picture.

“Mr. Golding, I’m guessing that your wife is usually overseas? I’ve never seen her before,” Angeline asked tentatively. If I can meet this mysterious woman, it may help me become the ambassador.

However, her words had evidently triggered something within Evander as his expression instantly darkened.

Sylas was about to say something, but he thought the better of it and could not help feeling nervous for her.

“Stop the car!” Evander instructed.

Sylas obediently pulled over by the road.

Angeline was stunned. Before she could process what was going on, the man said firmly, “Get out.”

“You mean now, Mr. Golding?”

Angeline thought she had heard him wrong and looked outside. Although the rain had stopped, there was not a single person under the night sky, and fear gripped her heart.

Evander did not repeat himself but reached over and opened the car door on her side, his intimidating gaze looking as though it could pierce through her, sending chills down her spine.

Angeline gulped in fear and fumbled to grip the car handle, using it as a support as she got out of the car.

No sooner had her feet touched the ground than Evander’s car sped away like the wind.

“Hey!”

The breeze at night was uncomfortably frigid, and apart from a few streetlights, there were hardly any cars.

rustle in the bushes snapped Angeline back

normal human being dump a weak lady like me in the wilderness? I just casually asked about her

MPV continued to move forward at a steady speed. Evander saw Angeline standing rooted to the spot through the rear window mirror. She was wearing only a

could not help but comment, “She looks quite

of the

to blame for touching on a sensitive topic. For all these years, the subject of Floretta’s birth mother has always been a taboo within the Golding family, and anyone who dares to mention her will be driven out. Angeline should count

eyes and leaned back against the seat while tugging at

Sylas shuddered,

the darkness of the chilly night, Angeline finally arrived

her legs felt as though they were about to give out. She took

to the bathroom to take a hot bath. Only after soaking

long distance. Had she not been familiar with the route, she would have died on the

she took out a medical kit and applied

silence in the room caused her to start spacing

misunderstanding her and forcing her to apologize in public, in particular, filled her

spark of hope she

Hanson, someday, you’ll regret what

the few bottles of beer left over from the last time Nancy had come over were still on the

though a large stone was pressing on her chest, and

alcohol tolerance, she was so drunk that she lost consciousness after

Ding!

incoming phone call rang out in the silent

a start. She got up, walked over to the couch, and groped for

that someone

number, she instinctively pressed the hang-up

headache, so she answered in an unpleasant tone, “Who are you? Is there something you

An adorable little girl’s voice came

Angeline

person who

she spotted the little girl in the video. “Floretta, is it