Angeline's secret

"Crystal." Angeline stopped talking, even though in this world there are millions of people named Crystal but she felt a little disturbed by the name she just heard.

"Yes, she is the daughter of a distant relative of Jarvis, Reagan's assistant. They secretly married in Melbourne not long after Crystal's parents died," Laura added. "And I honestly don't like her, if she wasn't Jarvis's sister from the first day she came to this house I taught her a lesson."

Angelina fell silent again. Crystal and Melbourne. The two words kept circling in her head.

"No, she can't be that prostitute's daughter. She must be someone else," said Angeline subconsciously.

"What, what are you talking about Angel?"

Angelina gasped. "Hah?"

"What are you saying?" Laura asked again.

"No, I didn't say anything. I'm still really just shocked to hear the news of Reagan's marriage, if I hadn't heard from you directly I certainly wouldn't have believed that a Reagan West who is famous for having many girlfriends would marry this soon to a woman who comes from a different social status with him," said Angeline at length.

Laura smiled coldly. "Never mind you, even now I still don't believe that a Reagan can marry."

Angelina pursed her lips. "You said that the child is a distant relative of Jarvis, have you done a background check?"

"Looks like James has already done that, otherwise Daddy wouldn't have allowed Reagan to marry that girl," Laura answered quietly.

Angelina tried to smile, trying to cover up her nervousness. Even though she couldn't see Crystal's face clearly, hearing her name and the area she came from made Angeline nervous. Suddenly she thought of her husband's child, the child she kill after she managed to make her mother depressed and finally decided to commit suicide. Even though she has managed to get what she wants, Angeline is still not satisfied because she hasn't completely gotten rid of her husband's descendants. The little girl she was supposed to kill with her mother that night.

"No Angel, the child must die. There are lots of people named Crystal so they are afraid. No one will ever be able to take all your possessions and your perfect daughter." Angelina spoke to herself.

***

Fraser suite apartment.

With Angeline's hasty steps into the apartment she just bought for her daughter who will continue her education in London, Angeline only stopped when she found what she was looking for. Her chest felt warm when she saw the two human figures she loved so much sitting side by side on the large sofa in the living room.

"Honey, since when did you come home?" Dario who was sitting beside Clarine was surprised when he realized the presence of his wife who was staring at him without blinking.

Clarine, who was enjoying her favorite popcorn, immediately looked at her mother with a mouth full of food. "Mommy brought what I ordered?"

"Claire."

"Of course dear, how could Mommy forget."

Dario and Angeline's words collided in midair, Angeline's loud voice that was so excited when she showed Clarine the shopping bag made Dario's voice drown.

Seeing the bag she wanted was successfully bought by her mother made Clarine jump down from the sofa, the girl ran happily towards her barefoot.

Clarine immediately jumped for joy when she saw the contents of the orange bag brought by her mother, even though she already had dozens of similar bags in her house, Clarine still couldn't help but have the latest collection from them. That's why she asked her mother to buy it for her when she was leaving this morning.

"Do you like it?" asked Angelina warmly.

Clary nodded quickly. "Love it, it's a limited edition bag that's only sold in London that's why I had to get it to complete the rest of my collection."

"Your bag at home is almost full of one room, dear. What's lacking?"

Clarine and Angeline immediately turned to Dario at the same time. "Of course it's still lacking Daddy, this is a limited edition bag that the Duchess of Cambridge used for the first time. That's why many people are willing to come to London just to buy this bag, so am I. As a lover of this crocodile skin bag, I nor would it be possible to let someone else have it before me."

"You don't seem to understand women Dario. Handbags, jewellery, clothes, shoes and all sorts of beautiful trinkets are sure to appeal to us ladies. So don't blame Clarine if she likes this kind of bag so much, after all The bag that Clarine owns is a form of investment whose value will continue to increase every year. Only people who love bags will understand how the selling value of these bags is," said Angeline without pause defending her only daughter.

Dario took a deep breath, being attacked simultaneously by his wife and daughter left him speechless.

"Ok ok I'm sorry, Daddy doesn't know about such bags."

Clarine, who was annoyed, chose to enter her room without responding to her father's words.

"Dario," Angeline sighed in annoyance. "Why do you have to be like this? You ruined Clarine's mood, she just recovered. Do you want it if she gets sick again?"

Dario raised one eyebrow. "Don't talk nonsense, Angel."

"I'm not talking no no I'm just warning you not to ruin Clarine's happiness, you certainly still remember what the doctor said earlier, right? Clarine must continue to be happy so that her immune system doesn't drop, so don't spoil her mood," added Angeline. return. "If anything happens to Clarine then I will die with her."

"Angel!!!"

"And if that happens then it's all your fault Dario, you never really loved me and Clarine." With teary eyes Angeline entered her room leaving Dario alone.

Seeing his daughter and wife leave in a fit of anger Dario couldn't help but take a deep breath, the bespectacled man could never win when he was talking to his wife and children.

Angeline slammed her beloved bag on the bed roughly, her patience running low. Seeing what Dario did to Clarine made Angeline hate Paola and her child.

"You really can't love me and Clarie, Dario," Angeline said emotionally.

Continued