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.”

for a moment, he continued in a low and solemn voice, “If you’re not satisfied with it, I’ll make amends with a different

Sorelle family. Wilfred gave him a tight smile, the

the side, she chimed in coldly, “This is indeed a fine painting. If you can’t make sense of it, Grandpa,

single word brimmed with ridicule,

constricted, and her face

Wilfred, who sat

and he

went bright red. He was advanced in age in the first place and had been suffering from a heart condition all these years, so his health had

once committed popping into his mind, fury blazed within him. Ultimately, his eyes rolled back

Joseline’s expression changed drastically. She rushed over

for an ambulance! Old Mr. Sorelle’s life is

hall plunged into chaos, shrill

ground, Angeline instinctively wanted to rush

and callousness firsthand. Why should I step forward and

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

was coming and going from the hall. Someone had even led the doctor over. Evander swung his gaze back and thoughtfully watched

Evander

of his profile was distinctly sculpted, his