The Billionaire Wants My Baby – P. S. He Wants Me Too

lver Sk

ling City, glowing with lights and s

by Whittaker's household, the wealthiest family in town, t

es, and huge banners of the birthday

tel, Vanessa stood by a wide table

red the cupcakes one after the ot

her job with rapt attention, blocking out the chatters and

ectly, she could only imagine the am

er lifetime savings,

make things eas

at the end to her years of searc

couldn't help but have a lingering feelin

ish her job without any distractio

as just about to place the last cupcake on the

and quickly caught the cupcake

u've been working yourself out for three days stra

ther pyramid. "But nothing can go wrong, I have to make sure of it. And you see these people?" She lowered her vo

e saw the message that she had been hired

r luck and applied for the job. And miraculously, she got a last-minute call t

ford to make any m

gave her a helpless look. "Don't you think y

" Vanessa's tone

and shook his

ned up all of a sudden. Her gaze swept a

ides. He seemed to know what was going on in her mind eve

on her and her eyes flew wide. "Where is Mara?" Her eyes

t feeling that she ha

was here with you moments ago." He picked up a cupcake and munched

ry increase. She dropped the tray and

sn't among the crowd, she grabb

ched the cupcake from Drake's hand and d

random direction befo

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hall inside

and crowded as

bachelorette in the soc

y, as business multitudes, an occasion like this w

wriggled their way into this party, as this was one of the rare occasions they were like

ayed across the headrest and he he

aura emanating from him, or because of the two bulky guards standing by his sides. Or maybe because, just moments ago, one of

distance and only threw co

rd you launched a silk f

far from where Alfred sat,

it was all over the media

y," said the other man. "Compared to the largest silk industry

key like me can only hold candles for them. Also, I don't think I am competent enough to handle such complex business