Chapter 86
Joseline stood above the stairs, cing her hand on the railing. Her protruding belly indicated she was
seven or eight months into her pregnancy. However, she seemed to have been taking good care of
herself and was in pretty good shape.
Angeline picked up the cup of coffee on the table and responded calmly, “Is there a problem for me to
return to my own home?”
“Stop putting on an act in front of Grandpa. You didn’te home to visit after returning to the country
for such a long time. Do you even think of this ce as your home? Don’t think I’m unaware of your
motive foring here.”
Joseline looked at Angeline warily, clenching her fists.
Ever since Angeline stirred trouble at her wedding previously, she finally realized how vicious the
woman could be. She dared not underestimate Angeline, for fear that she would once again fall into the
latter’s trap.
“Joseline, stop yelling at Angeline!”
Just then, Hanson exited the room. For a moment, he was in a daze when he saw Angeline’s delicate
appearance.
“How can you side with her, Hanson?”
Joseline stomped her feet angrily. Pregnant women tended to be exceptionally sensitive, and Hanson’s
attitude toward Angeline only served to make Joseline more uneasy.
Hanson got even more irritated upon seeing Joseline throwing a tantrum. Raising his voice, he
snapped, “That’s enough!”
Angeline, on the other hand, ignored their dispute and maintained herposure while sipping her
coffee. “Oh? What motive do I have? Pray tell.”
“You’re back for the shares Dad and Mom left behind, of course. I’ll never give them to you!” Joseline
roared angrily as she stormed down the stairs, her high heels clicking imposingly on the steps.
“Leave! Now! I don’t want to see you.”
The sight of Angeline reminded her of the humiliation she suffered during the wedding.
Agitated, Joseline didn’t even bother to look at Wilfred, who was sitting on the couch, as she stepped
forward to grab Angeline’s arm.
Thump!
A crisp noise echoed as Angeline mmed the cup in her hand on the table. A few droplets of hot
liquid sshed out of the cup from the impact.
Startled by the sudden sound, Joseline paused as her face paled.
Standing up from the couch, Angeline stared straight into the other woman’s eyes with contempt.
“What’s with your brazen attitude? Are you sure thepany’s shares are yours?”
“You—”
Joseline couldn’t find the words to refute, and she dug her sharp nails deep into her palms.
She’s right. I’ve been managing thepany for years, and all this while I’ve been wary of Angeline,
but I’ve forgotten that Dad and Mom had never mentioned transferring the shares to me before they
passed away.
Her expression changed, then she nced at Wilfred before pointing at Angeline. “I knew you were up
to no good when you came back this time. Grandpa is old. Have you no respect for your elder? Must
you make him mad?”
Angeline crossed her arms and said apathetically, “Don’t try to change the subject. You desire to seize
the shares because you’re worried you’d be kicked out of thepany if another scandal broke out,
right?”
Her straightforward words pierced deeply into Joseline’s heart.
Even Wilfred regarded her suspiciously upon hearing that. Infuriated, Joseline lifted her trembling hand
and attempted to give Angeline a p across the cheek.
“Stop!”
Hanson grabbed her arm in time with a grim expression. “Stop messing around, will you?”
“Messing around?” Joseline struggled to break free from his grip. Aggrieved, she said, “Hanson, I’m
pregnant with your child. Is this how you treat us?”
At the mention of the child, Hanson tamped down his anger. ncing at Angeline in distress, he then
reminded Joseline, “Joseline, Grandpa isn’t feeling too welltely. We should let him rest. Let’s go
home.”
The mention of Wilfred reminded her that she still had her grandpa as support. Stomping her foot, she
turned toward the old man and hugged his arm affectionately.
“Grandpa, please say something. You told me previously that I will be taking over thepany.”
“Enough of that.” Wilfred furrowed his brows as a look of fatigue lined his face. “I’ll be heading back to
my room to rest. Go ahead and have lunch without me.”
With that, he coughed into his fist for a few times before heading back to his room with the help of a
housekeeper.
Since Wilfred had left, Angeline didn’t want to waste any more time lingering around. She grabbed her
bag from the couch and walked out of the Sorelle residence without looking back.
Hanson watched her leave and subconsciously took a step forward, wanting to follow her.
“Don’t go after her.”
At that moment, Joseline gripped his sleeve and bit her lip in distress.
Hanson shot her an icy look and shook off her hand, insisting on leaving.
Joseline clutched the corner of her shirt as jealousy inundated her.
Why? Am I not nice enough to him? I even transferred my shares for the sake of his career. But he’s
always distracted whenever he sees Angeline!
“Ah! My stomach hurts—”
Suddenly, Joseline screamed in pain while holding her stomach. Then, she slowly squatted on the
ground.
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When Hanson returned to her side upon hearing her cries of pain, she was relieved.
Luckily, he still cares for me and the child. This child is my final bargaining chip for now!
Angeline drove out of the Sorelle residence. After leaving the residential area, she turned around and
drove toward the direction of Willowbank.
She remembered that her mother used to tell her that an elderly man was guarding the house and that
she would be allowed to move in after she showed him the title deed.
Wishing to leave the Golding residence as soon as possible, she headed to the new house in a hurry,
hoping to get everything settled as soon as possible.
Half an hourter, she arrived at her destination. After finding a ce to park her car, she found her
way to a quaint, small mansion by following the number tes.
The mansion was a two-story building, and there was a small garden at the entrance full of her favorite
pink lilies. The rxing fragrance lifted Angeline’s mood as she took a deep breath.
In the past, she was carefree and rich, so she couldn’t care less about the house. She didn’t even
bother toe and take a look at it after its ownership was transferred to her.
As she looked around, she suddenly saw some men’s apparel hanging in the garden. The style of the
apparel looked like it belonged to a young man.
Isn’t an elderly man guarding this ce?
Knitting her brows, she made her way to the door and rang the doorbell.
Soon, the door was pushed open, and a handsome man came out yawning.
He didn’t recognize Angeline since she was wearing a cap and mask, so he asked curiously, “Who are
you?”
Angeline, on the contrary, recognized him at first nce.
He was Stuart Chance, a rising star in the entertainment industry. As the lead dancer of MX Band, his
charming looks earned him plenty of female fans.
“Are you mute? Speak up, or I’m shutting the door.” Stuart sounded impatient as he couldn’t stop
yawning.
“Why are you living in this house?” Angeline asked solemnly.
“What kind of question is that? This is my house. I have the right to live here.” Stuart stared straight at
her. He found something strange, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it.
Without thinking much, he mmed the door shut before Angeline could speak.
Angeline was still in shock. Who gave him the right to stay here? When did this house be his?
“Hello, miss. May I know who you are looking for?”
Just then, a man in his sixties with gray hair approached her with a basket in his hand, regarding her
curiously.