Her Precious Baby

“What? A counterfeit?”

“H-How is that possible? How could it be a counterfeit when it’s a gift from Mr. Golding?”

That single remark created a great uproar. Everyone’s expressions turned incredulous though their opinions differed. Some even criticized Angeline for being arrogant and ignorant because of her young age.

“Y-You… unfilial granddaughter! What have I ever done to deserve this?” Wilfred thumped his chest in anger, almost keeling over.

Seeing red, Joseline shoved Angeline away and reproached loudly, “What do you know, Angeline? This is a painting gifted by Mr. Golding himself! Yet, you claim that it’s counterfeit? Do you have an eyesight problem?”

Angeline merely smirked. Sweeping her gaze over the crowd, she languidly countered, “As far as I know, Charlie Day’s greatest love in his life was his paintings. He couldn’t part from them even when he was eating or sleeping. When he was dying, he burned all his paintings. Therefore, it’s difficult to find a genuine painting by him on the market today!”

In the end, her gaze met Evander’s.

unfathomable eyes glinting sharply. It was as though

slightly, and he seemingly

to a conclusion—he’s someone

outstanding. Judging from the texture and color of this paper,

few years, she had never given up on painting and researching the paintings

her methodical explanation, the repugnance in his gaze as he looked at her faded slightly. In fact, he spaced out

used to be family friends with Angeline and Joseline. He had liked Angeline for many years and initially wanted to propose to her, but he never expected her to be so

years she was away, Joseline confessed her love to him. Only then did he learn to accept

brightly before everyone, evoking the beautiful memories she once left him. Hence,

promptly flushed bright red. “How dare you! Stop spouting nonsense here, Angeline! This painting is a gift from

alighted on Evander, sheer confidence

didn’t progress the way