Henry had no prior experience in convincing a child to do anything; he ordered the chauffeur to drive back home, thinking that he should just hand Angel over to Mrs. Lawson."I don't want to go home, I want to go to the office and look for Mommy." Angel cried and struggled to get out of the car to look for her mother.Henry hugged Angel. "There, there, Angel. Daddy’s here, isn’t he? Daddy promises to keep you company, ok?" "No, I want Mommy. You lied to me! Did something happen to Mommy?" Angel lifted her head, frowned. Her big eyes were filled with tears.'Did something happen to Mommy?‘Doesn’t Mommy want me anymore?!'Henry felt sad deep in his heart seeing Angel so distraught, unwilling to part with her mother. Henry kissed her forehead lovingly and said, "Mommy’s gone outstation and will be back after some time."Angel immediately stopped crying, as though she was convinced with the explanation.Angel felt assured that it was not because her mother left her. However, she
Henry put on a serious look and stared at Angel with a loving gaze. "I never said I didn’t want you. Ever since I learned that you were my daughter, I immediately came to pick you up so I could welcome you to my place.""Did you tell Mommy that I'm your daughter?" Angel asked."I did, but she wouldn't believe it." Henry answered.Henry did tell Monique, but she did not take it seriously."Did you show her the DNA test?" Angel was confident that her foolish mother would never believe it without any proof, especially when dealing with filthy rich men like Henry.Angel knew her mother always went for the options that kept her on the safe end.Angel blinked. "Please promise me, Daddy, that you'll protect Mommy for life. Can you keep that promise?"Henry frowned, looking at Angel's earnest eyes. He wanted to protect Monique forever, but that could only be done if Monique was willing. However, Monique kept taking all measures to stay away from Henry.Henry continued looking at Ange
Henry’s charming face looked upset. His expression was hardened, mouth set in a hard line, and his slender physique emitted a threatening aura.Mrs. Lawson had a feeling that something bad would happen soon.Everything was fine when he went out this morning. Why was he in such a foul mood when he came back?What happened?What kind of report did Angel want to see?Mrs. Lawson saw the luxury car drive off and she wondered what the driver knew. He even left in a hurry! Thus, she tailed the car to the garage.Mr. Moore had never been fond of nosy people, but the driver had known Mrs. Lawson for a long time. He could not help but tell her, “Mr. Moore told Angel that he was her real father. The child probably wanted to look at the DNA report.”The driver felt a little smug and continued, “I don’t think it’s necessary to look at the report and prove Angel is Mr. Moore’s daughter. You weren't there to see when he was left speechless by her questions, and she was not afraid of him at al
It was not time to leave work yet, but Monique was nowhere to be found all afternoon. She did not apply for leave and nobody knew where she was. Mr. Walt did not dare question it either.Amelia felt a tightness in her chest. Why could that woman be so relaxed at work while she had to work her fingers to the bone? She felt it unfair--it was extremely unfair.Yvonne reached the planning department. Monique was not at her desk, but her computer was still on. Although she was not very fond of Amelia, she was the only one that she could ask. “Hi, do you know where Monique is?”“She’s the chairman’s girlfriend, and she can come and go as she pleases. How would I know where she is?” Amelia frowned, sulky.‘She comes and goes as she pleases? She did not come back to the office in the afternoon?’“She didn’t come back in the afternoon?” Yvonne could only be nice to her, since she was asking for help, even though she knew Amelia did not like Monique either. The enemy of her enemy was her fr
It was an outrage. Amelia would not mind giving her a helping hand since she was so shameless. Then, she opened the office group chat and pressed enter to send the pictures out. Suddenly, the group chat was bombarded with messages.‘Isn’t this the chairman’s driver?’‘Oh yeah, that’s her! She’s so shameless to use the chairman’s money to cheat on him.’‘That’s horrible. Mr. Moore’s such a good man, yet she doesn’t appreciate him.’‘You actually think the chairman liked her? He only cares about her because of her daughter. Who knows what kinds of tricks she used to get in the chairman’s bed to have that girl.’Amelia was pleased as she looked through the messages. If the chairman knew Monique was a two-timer, he would dump her immediately. Men tended to have huge, fragile egos.Then, she typed out a few words, ‘According to a reliable source, that child is not the chairman’s biological daughter.’‘Whoa, that's shocking news! For real? Totally unbelievable!’‘That’s impossible! T
His heart melted at her words. Her admiration was gentle and cute.“Yes?” Henry replied.Angel opened her mouth, she wanted to say something, but words were stuck in her throat. Henry did not leave for the night. He kept Angel company to dinner, took a bath, and tucked her in bed. Angel obediently ate dinner, took a bath, and went to sleep after that. After she had fallen asleep, he walked to Monique’s room. The room still had a faint scent that Monique had left. He stood at the window and quietly stared at the garden.Moore Manor was huge and had a grand scale garden. Most of the servants had already slept as the dim light from the night lamps could be seen from the windows. The garden was quiet--too quiet and it was suffocating. This was his first time he felt so lonely, depressed, and helpless. Their smile and their gazes toward each other made them look like the perfect couple. It was as if a needle pricked his heart when he thought about it. When he saw the pictures, his hear
Beep… Beep… It was a long wait. Just when the call almost reached the sweet voicemail lady’s message, it was connected.“What is it?” The voice was cold from the other end of the line, and the chill was eerie. Even if Mandy was his personal secretary, she could not help but shiver; the suffocating feeling encircled her. She really wanted to hang up the phone.“Mr. Moore, we’ve some issues with the purchase proposal. Mr. Simon insists on declining the offer. I’ll re-evaluate the proposal with the planning department again, but it’ll be a challenge.” Mandy reported in one breath.As Henry recalled the smirk on Simon's face when he fetched Angel that evening, his eyes blazed with a fire.“Trash, what is the d*mn use when none of you can even handle such a small matter?” His eyes squinted and his tone was harsher, edging with anger.Mandy’s knees were weak and her hair stood on end. Even the air thinned, making it hard for her to breathe.Mentioning Mr. Simon was a bad idea. The
Angel quickly rubbed her eyes to look drowsy. “Where’s my Daddy? I want to sleep with him. I can’t sleep by myself.”The servant knitted her eyebrows, “Unfortunately, Mr. Moore just went out.”She could not understand why Mr. Moore wanted her to guard Angel’s room, but it was his order. He even made it clear that she was not allowed to doze off. She had no choice as the ferocious look he had that night was terrifying.When she recalled that look on his face, her sleepiness was gone. Fortunately, she only needed to stay for three hours and someone else would take over her shift later. She would be worn out otherwise.Angel asked, astonished, “He went out? Where is Daddy going so late?”“We, as servants, are not sure. He probably went back to the office. Do you want me to call Mrs. Lawson here to sleep with you?” the servant replied.How could she escape if Mrs. Lawson came up?Daddy was cunning. He went as far to have the servants guard the door.Angel yawned and shook her head,