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.

bushes snapped Angeline back to her senses.

it seems that I was such a fool! Would any normal human being dump a weak lady like me in the wilderness? I just casually asked about her daughter’s mother. Must he react

to the spot through the rear window mirror. She was wearing only a thin layer of

looked at Evander’s expression and could not help

he chased Angeline out of the car, Evander’s mood

topic. For all these years, the subject of Floretta’s birth mother has always been a taboo within the Golding

withdrew his eyes and leaned back against the seat while tugging at his tie with his slender fingers. Exhaustion and irritation were evident on

saying that.” Sylas shuddered, not daring to speak

more than an hour in the darkness of the

as though they were about to give out. She took off her slippers and noticed that there were blisters on the

to charge it first before heading to the bathroom to take a hot bath. Only after soaking in the

for such a long distance. Had she not been familiar with the route,

kit and applied medicine to the soles of

in the room caused her to start spacing

of Hanson misunderstanding her and forcing her to apologize in public, in particular, filled her with

the last spark of hope she had for him in her

Hanson, someday, you’ll regret

of beer left over from the last time Nancy had come over

large stone was pressing on

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

Ding!

phone call rang out in the silent

Ugh, so annoying,” Angeline mumbled after waking up with a start. She got up, walked over to the

that someone was

unfamiliar phone number, she instinctively pressed the hang-up

phone rang again. The noise gave her a headache, so she answered in an unpleasant tone, “Who

adorable little girl’s voice came from the

that, Angeline immediately sobered

one person who would address her that

little girl in the video. “Floretta, is