"What's so noisy?" Angela shouted down the steps. "Eh, whose child is it?"Angela rushed over to Ansel and Regan. A servant was holding a girl."Do you like children?" Regan asked when Angela was beside him."Yes. Ah, whose child is this? So beautiful!" Angela exclaimed, taking the child from the maid."Hello sweety. What's your name?" Angela looked happy playing with the two-year-old child.Unknowingly, the corners of Regan's lips pulled up at the expression of her lover, whom she had never seen before. For some reason, the thought of Angela holding their child made Regan feel embarrassed and pound to the point of making her ears turn red."She's Clara; she can't speak clearly yet. Alexa's son with his girlfriend," explained Ansel, leaving Angela stunned for a moment.Ah, it turns out this child is," Angela muttered. "Is Marco safe?""Does not seem. By the time I got there, Fergus' men had already caught him and killed everyone in the house," Ansel shouted."Oh my, what a pity," Ange
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