Her Precious Baby

“Sure thing.” Zeferino nodded, apology twinkling in his eyes. He put his glass down and saw Angeline off.

Jealous, Siobhan held Zeferino’s arm and yanked him over. “Stop looking at her, Zefe. She’s a slut. Why would you ever work with her?”

Zeferino shot Siobhan an icy glare. Icily, he responded, “Shut it.” For far too long, Siobhan had tested his patience. “Our families might be friends, but you’re just a sister to me. That’s all. If you’re going to act like a brat around my guest, then I will not invite you to any events from here on out.”

Zeferino left Siobhan without saying another word.

“Zefe!” Siobhan stared at him in disbelief, but he wouldn’t come back. And so, she paced around angrily. She would’ve screamed if she could, but there were people around.

Suddenly, a woman said, “Calm down, Ms. Yiurk. Anger won’t do you well.” The woman was in a red low-cut dress, and she paired it up with some stilettos.

Siobhan shot her a look of disdain. “And who are you?”

“It doesn’t matter who I am.” Denise snapped her fingers. A waiter came to her service, and she took a glass of wine from his tray. Then she swirled it around. “What matters is we have a common enemy. You don’t like Angeline, do you?”

Siobhan stared at Denise intently. “What are you trying to say?”

“Just that I don’t like her either. We used to work in the same company. I was more famous than her, but then she hooked up with Evander and destroyed my future.” Denise gnashed her teeth and downed the wine in one go.

annoying, but Evander’s downright evil and uncaring. He doesn’t even care for the Sherrock Group’s heiress. As if he’s

If she can play your cousin like a fiddle, what’s stopping her

do have a point.” Siobhan sneered. “She’d

The coast is clear. She said, “So you gotta be on guard. She’s getting along swimmingly with Zeferino. Not trying to

finish the sentence. Siobhan got the implication, and her face fell. “Shut it.

for it. A subtle sparkle of smugness shone in Denise’s eyes. Feigning concern, she said, “All the

right, enough. Just

receiving interviews from the reporters, talking about the new product and some other miscellaneous topics. All of the questions were expected, and she answered them

of her for the Twitter post. He looked at the pictures and praised, “You pass the vibe check, Ms. Sorelle. Looks Instagramable even without any Photoshop. Oh, we just got a call from the host. Five minutes in, and preorders

The news delighted Angeline. “That’s great news.

Ms. Sorelle. You underestimate yourself.” The photographer smiled dryly and made small talk. “You do what you have to do. I need to

“Sure.”

But

before the mirror, reapplying her makeup. When Angeline came in, Denise gave her a cryptic smile.

faucet on and washed her hands. She wouldn’t say hi to me out of nowhere.

plotting. There was nothing to talk about. Angeline pulled some tissues out to wipe her hands dry. Then she tossed them in the trash and tried to leave, but