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.”

a low and solemn voice, “If you’re not satisfied with it, I’ll make

him a tight smile, the wrinkles on his

“This is indeed a fine painting. If you can’t make sense of

with ridicule,

and her face drained of all

reply when Wilfred, who sat at the side, pointed an accusing finger at Angeline. “H-How

he couldn’t quite catch his

advanced in age in the first place and had been suffering from a heart condition all these years, so his health had always been poor. If Joseline hadn’t insisted on throwing him a birthday banquet, he would

Angeline’s words right then, coupled with the unforgivable mistake she once committed popping into his mind, fury blazed within him. Ultimately, his

changed drastically. She rushed over at

ambulance! Old Mr. Sorelle’s life is at risk!

initially boisterous hall plunged into chaos, shrill

ground, Angeline instinctively wanted to rush forward,

should I step forward

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

led the doctor over. Evander swung his gaze back and thoughtfully watched as Angeline left, the look

Evander reclined against the

of his profile was distinctly sculpted, his jaw clenched tight. His expression