Her Precious Baby

Chapter 8

After reassuring herself, Joseline reverted to her arrogant self. “Stop talking about irrelevant matters with me, Angeline. Let me warn you. Because of the fact that you caused Mom and Dad’s deaths alone, I’ll never give you a single unit of Sorelle Group’s shares!”

Angeline’s eyes went cold, and her lips curved into a smirk. “Oh, really? I shall wait and see, then.”

Trepidation filled Joseline at the look in Angeline’s eyes. Snorting, she wanted to snag her bag and leave.

“Wait a moment.”

Angeline put down the coffee in her hand. Then, she snagged the Chanel bag Joseline placed on the table before the latter could do so.

“What are you doing, Angeline?”

Without waiting for Joseline to stop her, Angeline had already unzipped the Chanel bag and tipped out the cosmetics, purse, and keys within. Finally, a black, rectangular recorder pen appeared before them both.

In a flash, Joseline’s face paled, and she reached out to snatch it away.

Angeline acted much faster. Her slender fingers grasped the recorder pen, and she tossed it into the cup of steaming hot coffee. It instantly sank into the liquid, becoming a useless pen.

“Angeline!” Joseline’s eyes went as wide as saucers.

“Every question you asked was so intentional that I couldn’t help suspecting that you had an ulterior motive, Joseline. It looks like you didn’t waste the five years you worked at Sorelle Group and learned quite a few tricks of the business world.”

the coffee that spilled onto the table as though she didn’t see Joseline gritting her

two hundred from her bag and placed it on the table before slowly getting to her feet. “We’ve met and talked. Coffee is on me

she was about to leave her seat, Joseline stood

she had been racking her brain for

only thing that can keep her in check is probably the secret I’ve

was close to shouting. “What if I were to tell you that your child was still alive five

walk away, abruptly halted

the smile on her face stiffening

a problem with my hearing, or am I hallucinating? What does she mean by my child

feeling as though her entire body was encased in

to Joseline. Forcing a half-smile, Angeline murmured, “I didn’t expect you to

of her mouth lifted in contempt. She didn’t continue to prattle with her but left her spot and took

alone. She

thought that I

bleeding, leading to dystocia. By the time she arrived at the hospital, she had

she personally witnessed a woman furtively taking a swaddled infant from the midwife. She could even vaguely hear the child’s

was

the woman, curious to know where she was taking the child, but she lost her in

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