Hearing the sound of a door opening, Angeline turned her head and saw a group of people gazing at her. She was also stunned.

When Evander saw Angeline, rage almost instantly showed on his face. How dare this woman come here instead of leaving!

As the group of people at the door discussed amongst each other, someone recognized Angeline.

“Isn’t that Angeline?”

“When did Angeline become Floretta’s mother? Does this mean Mr. Golding and Angeline…”

“Mr. Goodman.” When Sylas saw Evander’s expression, he quickly chased everyone unrelated to the situation away. “Mr. Golding has matters to tend to, so all of you, please return to your posts first. I’ll inform you all when to submit reports about your work later on.”

Swiftly, he sent the department heads out of the room.

When he turned back, he saw Angeline already letting Floretta go and standing up from the couch. Angeline explained, “Please don’t misunderstand, Mr. Golding. I’m only here because I came across Floretta.”

her explanation. Staring coldly at her, he cut

expression changed. “You still

to leave, Evander ordered, “Sylas, call the security guards.” The look in his

panicked. “Why are you calling the security guards? I invited Angel to celebrate my birthday

“birthday,” his eyebrows imperceptibly furrowed as though he

he noticed a strawberry cake that had already been cut open on the coffee table. There

the cake was ruined. Angel was kind enough

her head were a million ways to avoid getting faulted. Crying was

he did promise to stay with

of heartache flashed past his eyes. “It’s my fault, Floretta. I should’ve celebrated

were swollen, meaning she wasn’t faking it. That

paper and wiped her face. “Didn’t you

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