Her Precious Baby

Just as Angeline regained her balance, a vase flew straight at her.

Bang!

Fortunately, she could react quickly and avoid being hit. The vase shattered into pieces on the ground.

“This is my office. Don’t put other people’s belongings here without my permission from now on!” From the office,

an arrogant female voice could be heard, and Angeline was very familiar with the voice.

She took a few steps forward and saw that the office was in a mess. Lillian was helplessly picking up items from the

ground.

This woman’s willpower is far weaker than I have expected.

Moments later, Angeline regained her composure, squatted down, and snickered as she picked up the documents

on the ground.

“Mrs. Yiurk, you’re still in confinement. You shouldn’t concern yourself with Forrester Group’s affairs.”

As Angeline spoke, Joseline fixed her gaze on her, wishing she could stab a hole through her.

She approached Angeline in her high heels and stated, “This is my company. I’m free to smash whatever I want. It

has nothing to do with you.”

She crossed her arms before her chest and looked at Angeline condescendingly.

“Joseline, we’re sisters. You don’t need to sound so irritated.”

Angeline spoke in an innocent manner. She appeared to be completely baffled by what Joseline had said, as shown

by the confusion in her crystal-clear eyes.

“Stop pretending!” yelled Joseline, her eyes filled with resentment.

Angeline gave her a mocking glance and retorted, “This is how pretentious you were back then. Why? You don’t like

it anymore?”

Needless to say, her words embarrassed Joseline, who clenched her fists and wished she could tear Angeline’s face

apart.

The conflict had progressed to the point where she could no longer keep Hanson by her side. Naturally, she was no

longer in the mood to act cordially toward Angeline.

In a fit of rage, she stormed down the stairs, looked at the employees who were busy working on the first floor, and

clapped her hands.

She raised her voice and commanded, “Stop what you’re doing. Why are you carrying out Angeline’s instructions?

Keep in mind whose employee you are!”

As soon as she finished speaking, all the employees exchanged looks of confusion, halted their work, and wondered

who they should listen to.

Joseline started talking about how Angeline had managed to stay in Forrester Group, painting Angeline as a mistress

who had seduced her husband.

A lively discussion broke out among the employees as she spoke passionately.

“Ms. Sorelle, please think of a solution. We may not be able to work today if this keeps up,” Lilian reminded Angeline

anxiously.

Angeline stood in front of the stairs with a contemptuous grin on her face as she stared at Joseline’s figure calmly.

It was said that women who had given birth were very sensitive. As expected, Joseline had become increasingly

impulsive, and it disgusted people.

“Mrs. Yiurk, Mr. Yiurk gave his approval for me to remain in Yiurk Group. Instead of complaining to me, you should

do so to him,” said Angeline in a cold voice.

She slowly descended the stairs. Her pace was just right—neither too fast nor too slow.

“Hanson wouldn’t have given his consent if you hadn’t been babbling nonsense to him!” Joseline sneered as she

turned to face Angeline. “Well, it doesn’t matter. It’s impossible for a nameless celebrity who hasn’t even graduated

from university, like you, to achieve success in the business world. You’re biting off more than you can chew!”

The moment she said that, the employees downstairs began to gossip among themselves, saying that Angeline had

no business telling them what to do since she had not even graduated from university.

When Angeline heard those harsh words, her face turned pale, and a glint of antipathy flashed across her eyes.

If Joseline had not set her up and sent her to a man’s bed back then, she would not have had to give up on her

studies in her final year of university.

Despite the fact that she did not graduate, she attended many classes at a university abroad. She was no worse

than any other graduate.

All she lacked was a degree certificate, and it became the reason for Joseline to ridicule her.

“Do you think Golding Group will be enough to back you up, Ms. Sorelle?”

At that moment, a man dressed in a suit walked in.

“Sylas?”

Angeline was taken aback when she saw him. She turned to look at the door, but Evander was not there.

With a document tucked under his arm and an air of formality, Sylas greeted Angeline with respect, “Greetings, Ms.

Sorelle.”

As soon as Joseline saw Sylas, she began to panic and shouted furiously, “What nonsense are you talking about?

Evander Golding will never invest in a company this small. Where are the security guards? Hurry up and get this

man out of here!”

“Calm down, Mrs. Yiurk. It’s fine if you don’t trust me, but the seal of Golding Group on the contract can’t be

forged.”

Immediately afterward, Sylas flipped open the document, deliberately showed it to Joseline, and said with a solemn

expression, “Mr. Golding has just decided to accept Ms. Sorelle’s proposal for collaboration. Besides that, we’ll send

a team of qualified employees and make a financial investment to assist Forrester Group in getting back on track.”

Upon hearing that, Angeline was delighted. She could not help but chuckle lightly, revealing her dimples.

“Really? Did he say that?”

Sylas nodded with deference. “Mr. Golding mentioned that he believes in your ability and looks forward to working

with you.”

Angeline’s brows arched as she laughed aloud. He should’ve just told me last night that he agreed to it. Jeez, he

made me worry about nothing all morning!

However, she was in no position to complain at that time. Evander’s support was her greatest strength.

“So what? This company doesn’t belong to you. You’ll never be happy as long as I don’t consent to the transfer of

the shares,” said Joseline.

Despite her best efforts to sound lofty and mighty, her face was already distorted with jealousy.

She had no idea that Angeline could convince Evander to invest such a significant sum of money in her.

“Be patient, Mrs. Yiurk. I’ll get to that now. Mr. Golding has predicted that you’ll ask this question, so I’ll respond on

his behalf.” Closing the document in his hand, Sylas looked at Joseline coldly. “Since Mr. and Mrs. Sorelle passed

away due to an accident, it was reasonable that the shares of Sorelle Group were automatically transferred to Old

Mr. Sorelle. However, Forrester Group was owned privately by Mrs. Sorelle prior to her passing. You don’t have any

rights to inherit it because she didn’t leave behind a will, which meant that it wasn’t part of the inheritance.”

Sylas’ logical analysis made Joseline feel guilty, but she gritted her teeth and refused to admit it.

“Everyone, don’t believe him. He’s trying to divert your attention. I’m their daughter. Why am I not qualified to

inherit the company?”

“Oh? Why don’t we conduct a paternity test first, Ms. Sorelle, before we talk about these things?”