Her Precious Baby

Evander ordered Sylas to get into the car, turn on the air conditioner, and drive them to the hospital.

Angeline wasn’t at her best. She was still in her evening dress, and her exquisite makeup had been ruined by tears. Seeing this, plenty of onlookers stared at her blatantly, some even whipping out their phones to take photos of her.

Evander’s face darkened as he gave Sylas a look.

The latter immediately instructed the guards at the entrance to stop the onlookers from taking photos of Angeline and delete all her pictures from their gallery.

Meanwhile, Angeline, on the verge of tears, hitched up the hem of her dress and went up the stairs.

Joseline and the nurse were the only ones standing in front of the operating room. Joseline was crying so hard that she was gasping for air.

She sounded so sad that some would have thought she was truly heartbroken over the death of her grandfather.

The doctor pushed Wilfred’s body out of the operating theater just as Angeline reached the door.

Joseline immediately threw herself at the gurney as if she had gone mad. Kneeling on the floor, she began to sob uncontrollably.

“Grandpa, how could you leave me behind like this? Sorelle Group needs you, but you left it all behind. What am I going to do without you?”

Her crying was so realistic that Angeline would have been moved by her tears if she didn’t know the truth.

Scoffing, Angeline took a deep breath and stared at the ceiling as her heart raced.

The grief she felt from losing a loved one was so intense that she couldn’t even cry.

“Go bid Old Mr. Sorelle farewell.”

Just then, Evander placed a warm hand on her shoulder and reminded her softly.

At his words, Angeline moved and made her way toward Wilfred in a daze.

nauseous as she knelt on the floor and stared at the white

she mumbled as her

how dare

She shouted angrily, “Grandpa’s condition wouldn’t have deteriorated so quickly if not for you! What are you doing here? Trying to attract the media’s

sharp pain shot through her arm before she

mouth. I don’t want to kick you

her coldly. Joseline scowled in pain as he tightened his grip on

reached out shakily and pulled the white cloth covering Wilfred’s face away, only to see Wilfred looking deathly pale as he lay on the gurney

hands trembled. After a few moments, she

as if a piece of her was missing

a hard time expressing herself even though

coldly. A wicked smile formed on her lips as she started to show

in the Sorelle family belongs to me now. You lost even though you’ve been

next instant, she raised her hand and landed a tight slap

Smack!

slap left Joseline

have time to dodge. Teary-eyed,

How dare you slap

those words and started to slap

do anything as her face grew red and swollen from the slaps

down and shouted hysterically, “Angeline, you’re going to rot in hell for this! Grandpa’s

in Grandpa’s place.” Angeline glared at her coldly. “You know better than me what caused the deaths of Dad, Mom, and Grandpa. Are you still trying

paled before she started

Don’t you dare accuse

me!”

chin and forced the latter to meet eyes

could you forget what you have done so quickly? Should I give you a tip

a loss for