Chapter 132


    “Hello, miss. I got your number from the police. I’m Delroy’s son, and I’d like to meet up with you in


    person.”


    As Angeline listened to the juvenile voice over the phone, her eyes were brimming with emotions.


    Oh, angels took pity on me! I’m d that my efforts to wait in the county haven’t gone to waste.


    “Sure. Tell me where we should meet.”


    Angeline intentionally kept her tone on a tight leash to sound as calm as she could be.


    Moments after she hung up the phone, Delroy’s son texted her the address of their rendezvous—a


    small cafe around the neighborhood.


    Angeline quickly changed into a fresh set of clothes before making a beeline for the garage downstairs.


    Never in a million years would she expect to bump into Ss in the living room. Thetter was wielding


    a spoon, delightfully enjoying a piece of cake at his leisure.


    “Ms. Sorelle, why did youe down?”


    He licked the mousse at the corner of his lips when he caught sight of Angeline.


    bbergasted, Angeline gaped at the man in shock. Concurrently, she scrutinized the surroundings but


    found no trace of Evander’s presence. Puzzlement inundated her. “Don’t you have to follow him back to


    Hallsbay, too?” she probed.


    “Mr. Golding has asked me to stay behind and ensure your safety. Are you going somewhere? I’ll drive


    you there.”


    Ss’ words sent a warm feeling through Angeline’s heart. I would’ve never anticipated Evander to


    order his right-hand man to stay by my side. It seems like he very much approved of my mission this


    time around.


    “No, it’s fine. I’m simply meeting up with a friend. You should stay here and rest,” was Angeline’s


    comment.


    As persistent as Ss had always been, heid down the cake in his hands before treading on the


    woman’s heels.


    “Mr. Golding has specifically instructed me to keep an eye on you at all times. If I let you step out alone,


    I’ll have to answer to him. I’ll just observe from afar, and I promise not to intrude.”


    “Uh… All right.”


    Left with no choice, Angeline could onlyply with his wish. At first, she had hoped for the negotiation


    to remain private, and the fewer people in the know of it, the better. Be that as it might, since Evander


    meant well, she did not want to turn him down.


    With that, Ss drove Angeline’s car and dropped her off at a small cafe in the county. Through the


    windows, Angeline could already see a young man inside looking rather ill at ease in his seat.


    Ss then pulled over on the opposite side of the road. From there, he could get a clear view of the


    entire scene where Angeline was at.


    In the interim, Angeline had already set foot in the cafe. She approached the young man, shing him a


    benevolent smile before piping up, “I heard from your mom that you’re ‘Cas,’ right?”


    The young man blushed at her words. Immediately, he leaped up from his seat while rubbing his palms,


    seemingly a little nervous.


    “Yes, my mom nicknamed me that. My name is Acacius Quast.”


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    “That’s a nice, down-to-earth name. Your dad must hope that you’ll always be a pure and innocent


    person.”


    Angeline sang his praises on the spot and did away with the formality. Taking her seat, she summoned


    a waiter over and ordered a ss of water.


    Just when Acacius heard the mention of his father, a hint of pain flickered in those clear, bright eyes of


    his, and he gripped the hem of his shirt with his slender fingers. He kept silent for a while before


    eventually posing an inquiry.


    “Did you mean it when you said you’re willing to pay my dad’s medical bills?”


    “Of course. I’m a woman of my word.”


    “You wouldn’t be deceiving us the way Ms. Joseline did, would you?” Acacius shot Angeline a hopeful


    look and went on, “The doctor said my dad’s condition is going south, so he could really use the


    surgery as soon as possible.”


    Upon hearing that statement, Angeline unwittingly clenched the ss of water with her fair fingers. Her


    gaze was as deep as a bottomless pit.


    “No, I’m not going to lie. But, Cas, you’re a clever boy, so since you have the courage to look me up for


    negotiation, I suppose your mom must’ve asked this of you. You do have something else you’d like to


    tell me, don’t you?”


    Acacius was bbergasted on that note. Her guesses are spot on! I can’t believe it! As he took a deep


    breath, he managed to tamp down the swelling anxiety within him.


    “Three days prior to that ident five years ago, my dad dide back to the county during his break.


    He told my mom that he was in dire need of a handsome sum of cash to save my grandma’s life,” he


    voiced.


    Angeline kept her lips buttoned and listened to that young man.


    Thetter then added, “Coincidentally, there was a stranger, a man, who came to my dad and offered


    him one million as long as he agreed to tamper with the brake of the car belonging to the Sorelles to


    induce a fake road ident on their way to the jewelry press conference, thus preventing the Sorelles


    from signing the contract.”


    “So, you all epted the money?” hissed Angeline through gritted teeth.


    Her visage was as grim as death.


    The young man was shocked by her reaction. He stammered, “B-Because my grandma was in grave


    condition, and my dad… H-He couldn’t just stand idly by. Besides, we thought that it’d only be causing


    a vehicle breakdown. We didn’t know it’d be that serious…”


    “Have you all damaged your brains? Why did you ept the money? Didn’t you realize that you’re also


    the aplices in the murder?” bellowed Angeline hysterically, mming her palm on the table. Her


    eyes were bloodshot in an instant.


    s, hatred inundated her. Yet, the pent-up resentment within her could find no way out.


    Had they not colluded with one another to set up a trap like that, my parents wouldn’t have gone with


    the wind at such a tender age! Were my parents’ lives that insignificant? How could they only care


    about their own loved ones?


    Noticing the seething bitterness in Angeline’s gaze, Acacius was so terrified that his face paled to a


    ghastly white. He hastily cowered behind the chair, shivering the whole time with his head hung low.


    Right then, Ss stepped in from outside, handing Angeline a ss of water. “Please calm down, Ms.


    Sorelle,” heforted.


    Angeline took the ss over with her trembling hand and gulped down a mouthful of water. Only then


    did she manage to calm down a little.


    “Thank you.”


    With that said, Angeline was no longer ring daggers at Acacius. Even so, the animosity she felt


    toward thetter did not diminish in the slightest.


    Acacius, in turn, tightened his grip on the chair legs while sizing the woman up with a fearful gaze. He


    took a moment before parting his lips and cautiously putting forward a question.


    “Miss, I apologize to you on behalf of my dad. You wouldn’t take legal action against my family, would


    you?”


    “This case will be reopened, and the court will return the verdict should there be any legal


    consequences!”mented Angeline in a deep voice.


    She grabbed her purse from the table and was all ready to leave.


    Nevertheless, before taking her leave, she still tilted her head to peek at the already devastated


    Acacius, uttering sternly, “I’ll still keep my promise to you. Tomorrow, I’ll arrange for someone to assist


    with your dad’s transfer and make sure he has ess to the best health facilities.”


    As soon as she dropped the sentence, she departed from the cafe without hesitation.


    Deep down, she knew that her decision to save Delroy’s life would serve as a form of sce to her


    deceased parents in heaven. Besides, if her parents were still alive, she believed that they would also


    wish for nothing less than that.


    On the journey back, the pin-drop silence in the car only served to enmesh Angeline in the memory of


    her past. Tears began to well up in her eyes as misery assailed her heart. However, she endured the


    grief, never allowing a single drop of tears to escape from her eyes.


    Seeing the situation she was in, Ss pressed a button on the dashboard to y some feel-good


    music.


    “Ms. Sorelle, the dead can’t be resurrected. Look on the bright side of life,” came Ss’ advice.


    “Mm. Thank you.”


    Like a charm, Angeline’s attention was indeed diverted by the pleasant melody. With a tad of


    deliberation, she queried, “Can you help me with something?”


    “Is it about transferring Mr. Quast to another hospital? Don’t worry. Mr. Golding has long sent someone


    to arrange for a ward. We’ll send Mr. Quast back to Hallsbay tonight,” reported Ss.


    Angeline was bereft of speech upon hearing his words.


    She pursed her red lips as a surge of warmth rushed to her heart. Evander can really tell what’s on my


    mind all the time, and he’s always one step ahead of me in making those arrangements. With him


    around, I really do feel at ease.


    She fished out her phone and sent Evander a message on WhatsApp to express her appreciation.


    Right after the text was delivered, a news article abruptly popped up on the screen.


    It was written on the headline: Breaking news! The daughter-inw of Yiurk Group gives birth to a son


    in Hallsbay Central Hospital today! Joseline Sorelle bes a mother while the Yiurk family wees


    their very own baby boy!