Her Precious Baby

Francesca Green, who had been taking care of Floretta since she was little, followed after her. “Why are you going out right now, Ms. Floretta?”

“To find Daddy!” Floretta went through the wardrobe to find the clothes she wanted.

“Didn’t he promise yesterday that he’ll come back early during the night to celebrate your birthday?”

“I don’t want him to celebrate my birthday. He’s going to find his girlfriend and ditch me.” As though the girl was throwing a tantrum, she pulled out and threw the clothes inside the wardrobe all over the place. When she found a more formal-looking red dress, she positioned it in front of her body and showed it to her caretaker to see. “I want to wear this to meet Angel.”

“Who’s this… Angel?” Francesca was confused, though the name sounded familiar to her. I think I heard Floretta mention it a couple of times before.

However, she didn’t take the girl’s words seriously, as all adults often do when listening to what children say.

Floretta’s eyes sparkled when she spoke about Angeline. “She used to be my idol, but now she’s my idol and my future mommy!”

Because the spokesperson arrangement was canceled on the spot, Angeline and Nancy were surrounded by reporters as they tried to exit the building. Even after half an hour, they still couldn’t leave Golding Group. Nancy was protecting Angeline as she called the driver. “Block A, the entrance of Golding Group. Quickly.”

Meanwhile, a dozen microphones and cameras were pushed so close to Angeline’s face that they were almost kissing her.

because of your pre-marital

the Sorelle family

you give birth to the child, Angeline?

worsened and was the reason you got exiled. Is

questions the reporters launched at Angeline landed squarely on her old

eyebrows furrowed tightly as she

had taught her that the best thing she could do at the moment was to say nothing. If she spoke too much, she might accidentally say something

repeat the same things as she blocked the reporters from getting closer to Angeline. “Sorry, but we didn’t come

reporters were there. Both Nancy and Angeline were getting squished

as Nancy was wondering what to do, a voice amplified by a loudspeaker to the point of being deafening

of reporters suddenly froze

rumored boyfriend in the car! This is a rare opportunity! If any of you manage to capture a picture of it, it’ll be going

that, she repeated the same thing three times in a row in a

front of Golding Group’s entrance. A man and a woman were sitting in the driver’s seat and the passenger seat. The woman in the passenger seat was using her coat to cover up her face, and her figure looked

an

wave of reporters promptly chased after the sports car with

when the edge of her dress

girl with hair buns clutching the corner of her dress. The girl was wearing a red strappy