Her Precious Baby

Chapter 242
Evander strode into the company with a grim expression and a bright red palm print that was particularly obvious on his attractive
face.
The employees walking around the lobby could not help but whisper among themselves when they noticed that.
“My goodness! I'm not hallucinating, am I? Look at the palm print on our boss' face!”
“Good gracious! Who on earth had the guts to do that? Do they have a death wish?”
“Wow! If this makes it to the news headline, it'll surely go viral, right?”
Sylas, who had just left the financial department, drew a sharp breath when he heard the conversations outside.
What? Someone slapped the boss?
His expression instantly changed. He hurriedly rushed into the elevator and went upstairs.
Only Evander's silhouette could be seen under the dim lighting in the office. Even his facial features were difficult to make out.
“Mr. Golding, there is a document pending your approval from the finance department,” Sylas informed cautiously.
“Bring it over,” Evander replied in a deep voice, and as he said that, he stretched out his hand and turned on the desk lamp
beside him.
This time, Sylas corrld see the other man's face clearly as he walked over with the document. There was indeed a bright red
palm print on his face.
No way! Other than Angeline, I can't think of anyone else who would dare to leave a mark on his face.
“Did Ms. Sorelle do that to you, Mr. Golding?” he asked, shock written all over his face.
“Mm,” came Evander's curt reply.
Sylas frowned in displeasure. “What's going on with Ms. Sorelle? Why did she slap—•”

Before he could finish speaking, Evander raised his eyes, and the piercing look that met his own was enough to send shivers
down his spine.
Sylas immediately stopped talking and wanted nothing more than to give himself a few slaps.
I'm truly asking for it! I can't believe I have the nerve to discuss my boss' private matters!
The breeze was a little chilly that night. Evander reached into his pocket for a cigarette, cocked his head to light it, and puffed out
a ring of smoke that delicately enveloped Iris attractive face like a veil.
“Have tire PR department suppress tire scandal involving Angeline and Hanson tonight and inform the major media outlets not to
bother her.”
“Understood!” Sylas hurriedly responded, but while listening to his boss' words, he could not help but praise Angeline inwardly.
She's probably the only person in this world who not only dares to slap him but can even make him forgive and forget and help
her willingly. What spell has she cast on him? However, judging from his expression, they seem to be at odds with one another
again. I wonder how long it will last this time!
The following morning, the sun was already high in the sky, but Angeline, who had been tossing and turning in bed all night, was
still in bed.
At that very moment, her nose started to itch, and she could not help but let out a sneeze.
All she could see was Sebastian standing beside the bed, holding a feather that he had gotten from somewhere in one hand
while muffling his chuckle with the other.
The sunlight outside the window cast a gentle glow on his face.
It was Angeline's first time seeing the boy so bubbly, and the sight of it filled her with joy. She reached out and lifted him onto the
bed.
“Well, well! You dare to tease me now. Let's see what I'm going to do with you.”
As she spoke, Angeline tickled Sebastian's underarms and buried her head on his shoulder, inhaling the pleasant scent on his
body.
The boy swung his legs and giggled. At that moment, he also slowly took out a phone.

Angeline noticed that she had an incoming call from Nancy and was slightly taken aback. Only then did she understand the
reason for Sebastian waking her up.
She took the phone from him and quickly swiped to answer the call. “Hello?”
She sounded slightly apologetic.
The scandal has been making headlines, and until now, there's still no solution for it. I'm sure Nancy must be furious right now.
She was expecting to be reprimanded, but all she could hear was Nancy chuckling on the other end of the line.
“You're quite something, Angeline. You dealt with tire scandal before the company could step in.”
Angeline could not help but frown when she heard tliat.
“What do you mean?” she asked in puzzlement.
Nancy merely chuckled before reminding her, “Still playing dumb with me, hull? Didn't you see the news this morning? I was
worried tliat your reputation would be ruined, but now I can finally relax. You can resume your normal work now.”
What does she mean by tliat?
Angeline frowned slightly, still confused, but before she could ask further, Nancy ended the call.
Unable to contain her curiosity, she could only go on Twitter on her phone.
Her news was trending on social media.
She checked the trending topic and noticed tliat the user with the most comments had posted a piece of news about her incident,
which read: Shocking! There is a turn of events hi Angeline's hotel incident. Golding Group personally posted photos of her
filming a water scene, for which Hanson was the producer. He only helped send her to the hotel out of goodwill. A Golding Group
employee accompanied them the entire time. Do you believe it?
Attached to the post was undisclosed footage of Angeline when she was filming a diving scene a long time ago.
I didn't expect it to come in handy here.

Most importantly, it was Golding Group, a big company that had produced many acclaimed actors and actresses as well as other
celebrities, that clarified for her.
Even if the viewers had doubts about this matter', they would not dare to say anything now.
Moreover, the user specified that they were accompanied by Golding Group staff at the hotel, so how could there be any scandal
when they were not alone?
Angeline had to admit that Golding Group had handled tilings with exceptional efficiency because they were able to suppress her
scandal without any mention of Sorelle Group.
Angeline exhaled a sigh of relief when she saw tliat, but at the same time, she felt even worse about what she had done to
Evander.
I had a huge argument with him at the hotel entrance and even slapped him.
Angeline had thought tliat he hated her guts and tliat he would consider bringing her down in various ways.
Never had she imagined that he would still help her out.
She would be lying if she said tliat she was not grateful for it.
Angeline picked up the phone, intending to call Evander to thank him, but the device felt heavy in her hand.
She did not have the courage to call him.
I can more or less figure out his character now that I've been with him for a while.