True Love Waits

Chapter 1435 Angelina

Michel's subordinate hesitated for a moment, twitching in his seat uncomfortably. After all, Noreen was Michel's mistress. "Mr. Wang, all things considered, Miss Xia is still the leader of the Immortal Killer Sect. Are you sure you don't want to save her?" he asked.

'Save her? Noreen is a blithering idiot. I would have wiped out the entire Xia family if I had the chance!' Michel gritted his teeth angrily. "I would have helped her, no doubt, if she had crossed someone else. Anyone apart from Matthew Huo, but unfortunately those are the cards we've been dealt. Just find her and..." Michel wrapped his fingers around his neck gesturing his wish to his subordinate.

Noreen had served Michel for more than a decade. In fact, she had more information on Michel than his own wife did. If she were to fall into Matthew's hands, it would be absolutely disastrous for Michel and thousands of his cronies. Unfortunately, Noreen had to die!

"As you wish, Mr. Wang!"

The big room succumbed to the dreadful silence once again. One of the men boldly suggested, "Mr. Wang, we can't sit still and do nothing. We have to find a way to destroy the evidence first!"

Needless to say, Michel knew exactly what to do. "Hide all the goods. Stop all distribution for the time being and tell everyone to lay low until I say so."

'Even if Matthew suspects me, he can't do anything to me without any credible evidence,' Michel mused.

"Yes! Mr. Wang!"

Michel's diligent subordinates didn't leave until midnight.

However, each and every one of them had one thing in mind-Noreen. She was the biggest thorn in their side and the one person that could ruin everything for them. The next morning at the Huo family's manor

A little girl with her head shaved clean, sat cross-legged on a white carpet that almost covered the entire room, while the boys gawked at her looks. Godwin rested his chin on his hand and stared at the quiet little girl. "Boswell, is she really a girl?" "Why is there no hair on her head?' he wondered. Boswell nodded. "The doctor said that she's a girl."

Godfrey leaned forward a little and asked, "What's her name?"

"She has no name yet. Grandpa asked us to come up with something," Adkins said.

Crossing his arms over his chest, Colman thought for a while and said, "How about we name her Lemon?" Colman had a weakness for sour foods!

shook his head almost immediately. "No,

we can name her after the names of Chinese herbs. I know a lot of good ones," Godwin suggested. Since he was passionate about Chinese medicine, his wish was to find a girl in

again. "She doesn't need to take

and said, "How about we call her Grape? Look at her big and round

shook his

he finished his words, the other boys looked at him at the same time and said, "You

name, Boswell finally decided

the same time, angrily glaring at Boswell. Adkins sneered, "You're even worse than Mom when it comes to coming up with names. You'd better take Godwin's suggestion and name her after Chinese

in mind?" Boswell was the one who found and brought this little girl home, as such he felt

a list of names. "Pollia japonica Thunb., Pinellia ternata,

black eyes lit up. He looked at the girl and bobbed his head up and down

to recall what the Angelina Root looked like, but despite his greatest efforts, he wasn't able to remember as there were too many Chinese herbs dancing about in his mind. Eventually, he gave Boswell the nod of approval.

to use it. I didn't think it was going to come in handy now." When she passed by the living room, she said to the children, "Take care of the baby girl. I'm just getting her some

Grandma!" Adkins

she went back to the living room,

hand. "Honey, I got this, but they didn't have the

in the kitchen first.

Debbie, "Grandma, we have given her

nodded, "Yes! Godwin named her after a Chinese

conversation, as he poured himself a glass of water and walked up to

chest proudly and

a while. 'Angelina is a good name,

a kind of traditional Chinese medicine. Angelina Root! It's my idea! And Boswell made

Carlos to lose his composure like that and spit

her heart,