Trapped in Love By Kitty Song
Chapter 122

Chapter 123 Slow Like Sloth

Paige came over for dinner, and Caroline and Neil prepared a delicious spread for her.

As soon as Paige arrived, Liora got attached to her.

“Godmother!” Liora called out to Paige softly.

Paige hugged Liora swiftly and said, “I missed you so much, Lia! Let me give you a kiss!”

Liora leaned her face close to receive the kiss.

After kissing Liora, Paige shifted her attention to Tyler.

“Boy, why are you standing there, huh? Will you please learn from your sister?” Paige said with feigned

anger.

Tyler answered maturely, “My mother said that men and women should maintain proper

boundaries.”

Paige was rendered speechless, thinking, ‘This boy’s mannerism is really similar to Evan!‘

“Mommy’s boy,” Paige complained.

“This shows that I love my mommy, and I’m proud of it,” refuted Tyler calmly.

His handsome face was visibly proud.

Paige widened her eyes in fake rage. “Teach your good son some manners, Caroline!”

Caroline served the last course of the meal and said with a smile, “Alright, it’s time for dinner.”

She took the two children to wash their hands and sat them at the table.

With a faint smile, Neil pulled out a bottle of red wine and said, “Shall we have a drink after not

meeting for so long, Paige?”

Paige held out her glass. “Please!”

Meanwhile, at Villa Rosa,

Daniella tossed the phone to Axel. “Call your father

Axel took a glance and extended his hand after a moment.

“Will you move faster?” Daniella berated him, “Slow like a sloth!”

Axel’s body tensed up as he pursed his lips and dialed Evan’s number.

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Evan had just returned to his office after a meeting when he received Daniella’s call.

Disgust filled Evan’s cold, piercing eyes. If it weren’t for Axel, he would have never allowed Daniella to

stay in Villa Rosa nor given her a chance to be in his presence!

Agitatedly, Evan picked up the phone and heard Axel’s childish voice. “It’s me.”

Although Evan’s expression remained cold, his voice softened. “What’s going on?”

Cautiously glancing at Daniella, Axel asked, “Will you be home for dinner?”

“I’m not coming home for dinner. You can go ahead,” Evan replied before hanging up.

Daniella tightened Axel’s grip on his thigh, but he didn’t have the courage to look at her.

Daniella sneered. “What’s the point of keeping a deadbeat like you?”

Axel’s little face tensed up, further enraging Daniella.

In her rage, she turned around, grabbed a rolled–up magazine bound with tape from a cupboard, and

approached Axel.

Fear overcame Axel as he glimpsed the object, his face turning ghastly pale.

In the next moment, Daniella pulled him off the chair and raised the rolled magazine, hitting Axel’s back

ferociously.

The muffled thuds of the beating accompanied Axel’s grunts of pain as he clenched his teeth and

fists to endure Daniella’s assault and scolding.

Coldness and terror filled his eyes as he noticed his nanny and maid huddling together nearby,

shaken by witnessing the scene.

The nanny said, “Mr. Jordan Jr. is going to be injured from the beating.”

The servant said, “We can’t stop her, or we’ll be slapped by her too!”

The nanny said, “A mother shouldn’t hurt her child! We must inform Mr. Jordan about this!”

The maid said, “Don’t speak of it. Do you think Mr. Jordan will believe us if we tell him? The rolled

magazine won’t leave any obvious marks after the beating!”