Chapter 198
The bar manager led Ss to a private room on the second floor. He pushed the door open to reveal a
dim room reeking of the stench of alcohol.
Ss looked around and saw piles of empty beer bottles on the table as well as on the floor. It was
evident that Evander had had too much to drink.
After searching for a while, Ss finally found Evander lying on the floor behind the couch.
Thetter was hanging his head dejectedly with his hair covering his eyes, hiding his emotions.
The bandage on his injured arm was soaked with blood. As the blood dripped continuously onto the
floor, he was still holding a beer bottle.
“Mr. Golding!”
Taken aback, Ss immediately rushed forward and threw the bottle aside. “Y-You’re injured. Why are
you still drinking? Your condition will get worse!”
My goodness! I’ve been working for Mr. Golding for so many years and I’ve never seen him in such a
dejected state. It was as though he has lost his soul.
It was a heart wrenching scene.
“Don’t touch me.”
Evander pushed Ss away, annoyance evident in his eyes. Subsequently, as if his pain receptors
were disabled, he continued fumbling around for the bottle of beer.
“Mr. Golding, please stop drinking. Talk to me about your problems. Since you’re still in love with Ms.
Sorelle, you should take the initiative to go to her. I’m sure she won’t ignore you if you tell her how you
feel,” advised Ss anxiously.
Hearing that, Evander looked up at him and let out a self-deprecating chuckle. “It’s useless to say
anything or n surprises just to win her heart. She is a heartless woman.”
The very reason behind the immense pain he was feeling was that he had tried to fight for her but to no
avail.
No matter what he did, Angeline was determined to leave.
Ss’ heart clenched when he heard Evander’s dejected words, so much so that he began grumbling
inwardly when he thought of Angeline.
Jeez. Why did she suddenly propose a breakup when things were going so well? Can’t she make
things clear once and for all?
When his train of thought ended there, he suddenly recalled something and froze. He had been so
busytely that he forgot to inform Evander of something.
Hence, he hastily reminded Evander, “Mr. Golding, do you remember when you lost your diamond ring
from Majestic Elite Jewelry at the hotel five years ago?”
“Yes. What about it?”
Evander gradually sobered up as he massaged his eyebrows, still suffering from a headache.
“Not long ago, one of the staff members of that shop gave me a call, telling me that a woman had been
searching for the owner of the ring. I’m guessing it’s Floretta’s biological mother.”
Evander processed what he just heard.
Following that, his face clouded over as he asked solemnly, “Didn’t you say she was overseas before
this?”
“I heard she had just returned to the country not too long ago, but I’m not sure where she is now. I’m
afraid problems will arise if she found Ms. Floretta.”
“Any problem can be solved with money,” said Evander, his tone harsh and frosty. He felt even more
frustrated upon recalling that bizarre ident five years ago.
On that fateful day, he had just signed a major contract with his business partner, and in the midst of
that cheerful moment, he indulged in alcohol and got pretty drunk.
He remembered that a waiter had sent him back to his room amidst his drunken state. Feeling horrible
from inebriation, he didn’t even wash up before copsing in bed.
Never did he expect that at midnight, a woman would climb into his bed and caress his abdomen,
making him lose control of himself as if a spark of passion was suddenly ignited in the dead of night.
He could not remember what happened next. By the time he regained consciousness, the woman was
no longer around. He assumed she was after his money but fled because she was afraid of getting
herself into trouble.
Ten monthster, Evander received an anonymous document informing him the woman was pregnant
and that he should transfer fifty million to get the child.
Everyone knew what happened next.
Therefore, Evander thought that a woman who would offer up her own body in exchange for money
wouldn’t cause too much problem.
“Mr. Golding, you should stop drinking. I’ll send you to a nearby hospital to change your dressing for the
wound.”
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Ss took the opportunity to persuade Evander when he saw thetter brooding.
Evander, who felt much better after drinking and venting his emotions, stopped behaving stubbornly.
Humming in agreement, he got up from the floor and nced at Ss before ordering, “Continue to
track the woman down with the diamond ring lead. Don’t be careless.”
“I’ll do that right away.”
“Other than that, investigate Jonathan for me. Find out his rtionship with Angeline.”
Ss was momentarily stunned before he nodded. “Okay.”
After all that trouble, Mr. Golding still can’t let go of Angeline.
A few dayster at the police station, someone arrived to bail Joseline out.
“Joseline, someone is here to bail you out. You’re free to go.”
The door to one of the cells creaked open, and Joseline, d in in prison uniform, came walking out
while being grabbed by the police.
She was in low spirits and her face appeared pale without her makeup on.
Obviously, spending the whole week in jail had been torturous for her.
Upon arriving at the visiting room, Joseline frowned when she saw the man in ck.
“Why are you here?”
Hearing her voice, the man turned around in his wheelchair and looked straight at Joseline. He took off
his sunsses, showing a pair of cunning eyes.
“Are you not happy? Are you wondering why it isn’t Hanson who came to bail you out?”
Joseline’s face fell when she heard what the man said. She nced at the surveince cameras and
reminded nervously, “Henry, watch your mouth.”
“What are you afraid of? Your so-called husband has been busy entertaining guests all day. He never
mentioned your name. I guess he has forgotten about you.”
“That’s enough.” Joseline stopped him from saying anything further before continuing in disbelief,
“Hanson won’t do that to me. We have a child, so he won’t forget about me.”
Henry looked at her with sympathy andmented her ignorance before saying, “I’ll wait for you outside.”
After that, he exited the station.
Joseline went to the changing room to change out of her prison uniform. After settling all the
procedures, she walked out and got into Henry’s car.
She sat on the passenger seat and looked at the dense forest and the few people ahead of her as a
tinge of hatred appeared in her eyes.
“I was surrounded by nothing but walls in the station, and apart from the officers, there were no other
souls to be seen. It’s all thanks to Angeline that I was in this predicament.”
Henry was fiddling with the sunsses in his hand when he asked casually, “Do you hate her?”
“Of course.”
Joseline pped the dashboard of the car as her facial features contorted from hatred. “I can’t wait to
chop her into pieces. By the way, she didn’t survive the fire, right?” she gritted out.
“You’re wrong. I don’t know why she’s so lucky, but she was rescued by Evander, and both she and the
child are still alive and well.”
“What?”
Joseline flew into a rage and shot Henry an angry re. “What kind of useless good-for-nothings did
you hire to do these things? How can they mess up? Why is Angeline so lucky?”
It was the same five years ago.
Back then, they had arranged for an ugly hooligan to snatch Angeline’s virginity.
However, never in their wildest dreams did they expect Angeline to climb into Evander’s bed instead.