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.

felt dizzy and nauseous as she knelt on the floor and stared at the

Grandpa…” she mumbled as

dare you

have deteriorated so quickly if not for you! What are you doing here? Trying to attract the

sharp pain shot through her arm

kick you out of the

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

had blocked out the noise. She reached out shakily and pulled the white cloth covering Wilfred’s face away, only to see Wilfred looking

a few moments, she covered his face with the

down her cheeks, and she felt as if a piece of her was missing as

hard time expressing herself even though she had many

formed on her

it with your act. Everything in the Sorelle family belongs to me

her words. In the next instant, she raised her hand and landed a tight slap

Smack!

hard slap

didn’t have time to dodge. Teary-eyed, she opened her mouth

dare you slap

infuriated at those words

face grew red and swollen from the slaps since Evander maintained a tight grip

in hell for this! Grandpa’s soul is still around. How dare you hit me

hitting you in Grandpa’s place.” Angeline glared at her coldly. “You know better than me

Joseline paled before she

know what you’re talking about. Don’t you

at me!”

and forced the latter to meet

I give you a tip to spark that memory

at a loss