Chapter 117 Angel

Angel burst through the door of the villa that evening, her face flushed with excitement, her usual cool demeanor replaced with an exuberance that immediately caught Amanda’s attention. Amanda, who had been folding freshly washed laundry in the corner of the sitting room, looked up in surprise. “What’s got you smiling like that?” Amanda asked, a playful lilt to her tone as she placed the folded shirt in a neat pile.