Her Precious Baby

Looking at Angeline, the man curled his lips into a smug smile.

Seconds later, he texted: Done. You may call the reporters now. Remember to transfer the balance to my bank

account!

Meanwhile, on the second floor, Evander sat on a fancy couch after exchanging pleasantries. Sitting with his long

legs crossed and his black jacket draped on his shoulder, he naturally exuded an authoritative aura.

“You must be tired, Mr. Golding.” Sylas poured Evander a cup of coffee and handed it to him politely.

Evander took the cup and looked toward where Angeline was. Unexpectedly, the latter was nowhere to be seen. He

only saw the rest of the production team members downstairs.

“Where’s Angeline?”

Sylas, too, looked around in puzzlement. “This is strange. She was right there just now!”

Evander slammed the cup down on the table heavily. As his expression darkened, he gave off an intimidating aura.

“I told you to keep an eye on her, yet you failed to do so! Head to the surveillance room to check the surveillance

footage. Be sure to keep it discreet!”

In one of the hotel rooms on the second floor, Angeline was thrown onto the bed.

At that moment, she looked like a fish out of water as she gasped for breath.

This feels familiar… It feels the same as five years ago… on my birthday…

Angeline wriggled uncomfortably. She wanted to get out of bed, but her body refused to obey her. Could it be…

Damn it! Have I been drugged? Again?

“Oh, you’re finally awake. It’s always better to sleep with a fully conscious person.” When an unpleasant man’s

voice sounded, Angeline raised her head with difficulty and saw a man standing by the bed. He was taking off his

clothes, piece by piece.

Once he was done, he bent down and pressed his body against Angeline’s.

“Hey! What do you want to do? Go away!” Angeline screamed as she swung her fists, trying hard to resist.

While struggling to break free from him, she scratched the man’s face, leaving a bloody mark on his cheek. Hissing

at the pain, the man grew furious. Even his expression turned malicious.

“You b*tch!” The man raised his hand and landed a slap on Angeline’s face.

Instantly, her cheek became swollen and red. As tears of pain began to well up in her eyes, she gripped the

bedspread tightly while remaining silent.

Fortunately, the wave of pain made her regain her senses.

With all her might, she shoved the man away and got up from the bed.

Nonetheless, before she could run away, the man grabbed her arm and pulled her back to him.

As the man seized her chin with his slender fingers, he gazed at her pretty face and gulped subconsciously.

“D*mmit! Rumors have it that you’ve always been aloof in the entertainment circle. I wonder how you’ll react

later!”

As he spoke, he lowered his head, wanting to give Angeline a peck on her cheek with his stinky mouth.

“Scram! I’m warning you! Otherwise, I’ll call the police!”

“Hah! You can go ahead and call the police. Let’s see if anyone will step in!”

Angeline struggled desperately to free herself. Unfortunately, her strength was incomparable to the man.

At that moment, she fell completely into despair, exactly like five years ago.

Bang!

Right then, the room door was kicked open.

A tall figure pushed open the door and came in. His appearance seemed to have lowered the surrounding

temperature.

Immediately after, he strode forward, grabbed the shoulder of the man on the bed, and pushed him away

mercilessly.

“F*ck! Who is it? Do have a death wish? How dare you spoil my fun!” the man on the bed growled.

Nevertheless, he was dumbfounded when he caught sight of the two people in front of him. “M-Mr. Golding.”

Angeline looked immensely pitiful as she curled up into a ball on the bed.

The look in Evander’s eyes grew cold when he noticed that her clothes were disheveled. The next moment, he

punched the man in the face, sending him to the ground. “Call the police, Sylas.”

With that said, Evander pulled the bedspread and wrapped it around Angeline’s body. Then, he picked her up and

left the room.

“Right away!” Sylas replied.

He, too, detested the man so much that he rushed forward and threw a few punches at the man, who was still

holding his head in pain. “Trash! How dare you target her? I bet you have a death wish!” Sylas snapped.

After that, he tied the man up in a chair and went to the balcony to make a call.

“Is this room the one?”

“Yes. The informant told us very clearly, no? Who would’ve thought Angeline was leading such a messy private life?

She looks like a pretty decent woman on the outside.”

“I must feature an exclusive on her to expose her immoral behavior!”

When Sylas heard the sound of footsteps coming from outside the room, he grew wary and frowned. After hanging

up the call, he immediately hid away.

Bang!

Shortly after, the room door was kicked open.

Several reporters from different media companies came rushing into the room while holding cameras and

camcorders. All the cameras clicked away as soon as the reporters entered the room.

Noticing that the happenings in the room were different from what they had imagined, all the reporters were

dumbfounded. There was only a man sobbing in anguish.

Didn’t the informant say Angeline’s here? What about the scandal that can hit the headlines?

Concurrently, Evander was in the room next door. When he heard the commotion outside, he appeared totally

unsurprised and snorted coldly.

Such meticulous planning… Luckily, I came in the nick of time. Otherwise, even if nothing happened, the reporters

would surely take photos of Angeline and make up some stories. I’m sure everyone will believe the fake news by

then.

As he turned around to look at the unwitting woman lying on the bed, he heaved a sigh of relief silently.

Angeline, who was hugging the bedspread on the bed, was squirming uncomfortably. Evander went up to her and

touched her forehead, only to realize that her temperature was shockingly high.

“Have you been drugged?” Evander’s expression turned extremely gloomy. It was also then that he figured out the

course of events.

She looks like a sensible sort of person. Why wasn’t she more on her guard against such a thing?

At that moment, Angeline grabbed his arm and pleaded, “Please… Please help me. It hurts so much.” Even her

face contorted with her suffering.

As Evander looked at the disheveled woman, his breathing instantly sped up. Her delicate fair skin was flushed a

rosy pink under the light, making her look even more alluring.

Although he had always been chaste, he was still an ordinary man.

As he mulled it over, Angeline could not resist the urge to inch closer to him and caress his body. Perhaps the man’s

body was cool enough to soothe the heat rising from her own as she pressed her entire body against his. “Mm… It

feels so good.”

“Angeline Sorelle! Do you know what you’re saying right now?” Evander grabbed her arms tightly and looked

straight at her unfocused eyes. “Look into my eyes. Tell me. Who am I?” he asked in a deep voice.

Angeline simply continued staring at him in a daze. As she was getting impatient, she reached out to rip the man’s

shirt apart.

Her hand left a blazing trail anywhere she touched, as though it possessed a magical feature.

Indeed, she’s out of her senses.

Right before Evander lost his rationality, he grabbed Angeline’s hand and halted her in her tracks.

With a darkened expression, he carried her to the bathroom. After placing her in the bathtub, he turned on the tap

and drenched her with cold water.

“Stay there and wake up!” he uttered coldly in a slightly hoarse voice.