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.”

piece of tissue and wiped the coffee that spilled onto the table as though she didn’t see Joseline gritting

placed it on the table before slowly getting to her feet.

leave her seat,

threats or sweet talk, so she had

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

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

who was just about to walk away, abruptly halted in her

had the smile on her face stiffening bit by

What does she mean by

feeling as though her entire body was

eyes to Joseline. Forcing a half-smile, Angeline murmured, “I didn’t expect you to make up such a lie just

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

was left there all alone. She

thought that I was

excessive bleeding, leading to dystocia. By the time she

a swaddled infant from the midwife. She

the child was obviously

was taking the child, but she lost her

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