Her Precious Baby

“Of course, if you still want to cover up for the culprit, then even if Mr. Quast is a vegetable, someone in your family

would still have to bear his responsibility for him. If that happens, then that responsibility will fall to his son. Do you

understand?”

All colors drained from Darlene’s face at once.

Even the youth turned gloomy. The look in his eyes was one of a helpless child as he tugged his mother’s arm.

After saying that, Angeline left the hospital with the police without sparing the Quasts another glance.

How unlucky I am. I wanted to find out the truth of this matter, but I ended up sending myself to the station.

Fortunately, the local police officers were reasonable individuals. After taking off her sunglasses and mask to

authenticate her identity, Angeline explained to them what had happened.

Moreover, Darlene and her family did not come to the station to continue kicking up a fuss, so Angeline was mostly

fine.

After the officer asked her to sign the agreement, he shook his head in exasperation.

“I never thought a big star like you would come to a small county seat for a fight instead of filming. All right. Make a

call to your family so that they can come and bail you out.”

Angeline then used the station’s phone to call Nancy and tell her about her situation. She also asked Nancy to bail

her out before the next morning.

Nancy had just wrapped up her work when she received Angeline’s call. Upon hearing Angeline’s request, she

angrily and anxiously cried out, “My sweet child, here I was so glad you finally stopped for a few days, but you’re at

it again! Why didn’t you tell me you were going to a county seat? You didn’t even bring an assistant along. How are

you going to explain this to the company if someone were to recognize you?”

“I’m sorry…”

Angeline pursed her lips and wrung the hem of her shirt helplessly as she listened to Nancy’s scolding.

She knew that her identity did not let her do such things.

Angeline had wrapped herself up in so many layers she was dying from the heat, but if someone were to recognize

her, she would have many troubles to resolve.

Nevertheless, it was still something she had to do.

If she could not bring justice to her parents, she doubted she could continue to live her life in peace.

Despite Nancy’s scolding, she later softened her tone and said, “Okay. Stay in the station and don’t go anywhere. I’ll

come to bail you out with the driver.”

With that, Nancy ended the call. She felt frustrated.

After switching off the computer and just as she was about to put on her coat, a handsome face appeared in her

mind.

Right. There has always been a romantic tension between Angeline and Evander. It’s clear that the two of them

have feelings for each other, but both are too shy to take the first step toward the other. Isn’t this the perfect

chance to matchmake them? If Angeline becomes his wife, we wouldn’t need to worry about any lack of resources

for Angeline. Moreover, I’ll make it big too.

In the meantime, on the other side, after Evander alighted the plane, Sylas followed him out of Hallsbay’s airport

with two black suitcases behind him.

The driver that Golding Group had sent was waiting for them at the airport entrance. When he saw them, he bowed

and opened the car door for them.

“Welcome back, Mr. Golding.”

“Mhm,” Evander mumbled before getting into the car.

After Sylas placed the suitcases in the back, he entered the car as well. With a happy look on his face, he said, “Mr.

Golding, you were so impressive! You obtained the project that we thought would take a week in two days! Even

James was stunned and kept talking about how smart Chanaeans were.”

No one would be able to suppress the delight they felt about the extraordinary achievement.

Evander was calm as he tugged his collar with his slender fingers and stared out the window at the bustling city.

Nevertheless, the slight curl of his lips showed the good mood he was in.

“We’ll pick up Floretta.”

Hearing that, Sylas said, “Mr. Golding, Francesca messaged just as we exited the plane. She said that she had taken

Ms. Floretta back to the Golding residence.”

Evander furrowed his brows slightly in response. Angeline sent Floretta back to the Golding residence?

“Where’s Angeline?”

Right as he said that, Sylas’ phone rang, and he picked up the call. After exchanging a few words with the person on

the other end of the line, Sylas ended the call.

“Mr. Golding, it was Ms. Sorelle’s manager. She said that Ms. Sorelle was in a fight with someone at a county seat,

and apparently, she was even injured.”

Evander’s face paled, and he snapped his head upward. “She’s injured? Did she go to a doctor right away?”

Sylas was startled by Evander’s reaction, and he stammered, “I-I don’t think so, but Ms. Sorelle is locked up at the

station right now. She’s mostly fine, but she needs someone to bail her out. Her manager said she’s too busy to do

that right now, so she’s asking if you’d mind doing it for her instead.”

Evander then let out a sigh at that, but his expression was still grim.

Haven’t I prepared everything for her already? All she needed was to show up, but how did she end up getting

herself locked up in the station? Is she a troublemaker by nature?

“Which station is she at?”

“Huh? Mr. Golding, are you going there personally?”

Sylas froze for a moment when he heard Evander’s question. However, when he saw Evander’s icy look, he

shuddered and quickly told the driver the address of the station.

It was already evening, and the county seat was three hundred kilometers away from Hallsbay. Evander traveled all

the way there without stopping and finally arrived at the station at eleven at night.

Just as he pushed open the door to the station, he saw Angeline quietly sitting in the lobby. She had pulled her legs

up and curled into a small ball, looking pitiful.

She seemed lost in her thoughts, for she did not even notice the sound of the door opening.

Evander walked closer to her. He then saw her resting her chin on the back of her hand, her fringe flaccid against

her forehead and covering her delicate features. She seemed gloomy.

“Are you planning to stay here overnight?” the man uttered in a magnetic voice, breaking the silence of the lobby.

Angeline snapped back to her senses. Her eyes widened, and she stiffly turned to look at Evander.

“Mr. Golding? Why are you here?”

What? Didn’t I tell Nancy to pick me up? Also, isn’t he supposed to be overseas right now? How did he suddenly end

up in a small county seat like this?

Just as she was overwhelmed by her confusion, a powerful gloved hand pulled her over to the side.

His sudden action caught her by surprise, and Angeline stumbled toward the tall man who was a head taller than

her.

When she finally regained her balance beside the suited man, she became aware of how she was like a clown

beside him. Hence, she kept her head lowered as she looked to the side.

Yet, Evander held her head up and forced her to look at his eyes.

“Are you hurt?” he asked, concern lacing his voice.

Is he not going to blame me for messing this up and ending up in a cell?