Her Precious Baby

Everyone knew that Charlie Day passed away at the end of the last century.

Therefore, that question of his exposed Angeline to public scrutiny once more.

“Well…” She naturally wouldn’t say that the owner of the house she rented while abroad for five years happened to be Charlie Day’s eldest grandson, for Angeline promised him that she would take that secret to her grave.

“Charlie Day once wrote an autobiography. On the last page, he vowed that he would definitely have all his paintings reduced to ashes alongside him if he were to die one day. And so, I surmised that.”

When her gaze collided with that of Evander’s, she immediately averted her eyes guiltily.

“Is that so?” Evander took another step closer to her, deliberately lowering his voice.

Words eluded Angeline.

A smirk tugged at Evander’s lips. Seemingly disinterested in exposing her, he turned to look at Wilfred at the main seat, whose expression was as black as thunder.

“Old Mr. Sorelle, although the painting is a counterfeit, it was indeed by a renowned painter and is priceless.”

you’re not satisfied with it, I’ll make

tight smile, the wrinkles

a fine painting. If you can’t make sense of it, Grandpa, you can show it

with ridicule, jabbing

and her face drained

reply when Wilfred, who sat at the

hurt badly, and he couldn’t

age in the first place and had been suffering from a heart condition all these years, so his health

his mind, fury blazed within him. Ultimately, his eyes rolled back into his head, and he toppled out of

changed drastically. She rushed

ambulance! Old Mr. Sorelle’s life is at risk! Hurry up and get a doctor

into chaos, shrill screams piercing

the ground, Angeline instinctively wanted to rush forward, but she

I step forward and invite contempt when I’d only end up

timely halted her high heels from advancing and twisted them a fraction. Spinning on

his gaze back and thoughtfully watched as Angeline left, the look in his

Evander

sculpted, his jaw