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. She wrapped her arms around herself and

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 that way? I

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

and could not help but comment, “She looks quite

Angeline out of the car, Evander’s mood still

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

withdrew his eyes and leaned back against the seat

saying that.” Sylas

hour in the darkness of the chilly night,

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

first before heading to the bathroom to take a hot bath. Only after

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

out a medical kit and applied medicine to the soles of

room caused

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

of hope she had

Hanson, someday, you’ll

Nancy had come over were still on

large stone was pressing on her chest, and at that

tolerance, she was so drunk that she lost consciousness after drinking two

Ding!

incoming phone call rang out in the

after waking up with a start. She got up, walked over

discovered that someone was giving her

she instinctively pressed the hang-up

gave her a headache, so she answered

Angel? Am I disturbing your rest?” An adorable

that, Angeline immediately sobered

person who would address her

phone screen, she spotted the little girl in the video.