Billionaire Lost to His Surrogate In A Love Game

"Take it easy, Madeleine. I will take care of it myself."

"Come on, Ophelia! You need my help fighting against her. You're always being too nice with others, and niceness sometimes does not bring you a palatable outcome."

Ophelia offered a sigh and said, "I'm not being nice to her, and I'm just unprepared for those photographs. Don't worry, and I will talk to her."

Looking at her, Madeleine asked suspiciously, "Are you really going to work on that?"

Ophelia nodded.

"Fine. Just do what you want, and I won't intervene. But remember: whenever you're in hardship, talk to me, and I will spare no effort to help you." Madeleine said.

Ophelia took her hands and said sincerely, "Thank you, Madeleine. I'm glad that you're always by my side no matter how hard it is."

Madeleine gave her a blank look and said, "What're you talking about, you little fool? Stop being sentimental, get some rest and make sure your baby is safe. Remember: no one could ever get you hurt except for yourself. Even if Chamers Family is really going to drive you away, you will still have me, and together, we shall bring up the little guy."

Gratitude and affections for Madeleine was crammed inside of Ophelia. Their friendship was still as strong and tough as the old days, and it was lucky for her to still have this one standing behind while others misunderstood her.

discharge formalities a while later, Madeleine. I shall go back to work, since I'm still a rookie in my company. My colleagues may gossip about me if I

at her incredibly, "Have you lost

 Madeleine. My baby still takes the priority, and I just don't want others to regard me as a

involved with him and quit that low-paid job as soon as possible." Madeleine said in anger, "Let's just do

"Please don't, Madeleine."

whether you're caring about the job, or actually the asshole called Tassach

pleading tone, she said, "I actually like to

today, or I will call Tassach directly and get

of hesitation, Ophelia

for her absence via phone. After a while, she went back to the room with

 continued, "I have already phoned Tassach and helped you to take one day leave. That asshole has asked me about your situation, and I've told him the truth: you're sent to the hospital, and your husband is the one to blame. He said he wanted to come around

and you don't have to treat him in that way,

and answered, "So, you're saying that I'm being officious,

know that's