My Baby's Daddy

It suddenly felt like Naomi was cold hearted enough to do anything then. Francis was the one who forced her to the point of no return. She and her daughter would really not have any share of the company if she didn’t do something about it.

She went upstairs and took a bottle of pills from the corner of a cabinet. She then poured the content into a bottle of antihypertensive pills that Francis now had to take one pill daily.

The newly added pills would not immediately cause death. What it would do was trigger Francis’ ailment by increasing his blood pressure and causing him to have heart problems. It could easily lead to a heart-attack-induced accident.

This would be a murder without a weapon. Francis only had himself to blame for this.

After she had poured the pills into the container, she sent Alex a message, ‘I have switched out the pills. We will let him take it consistently for a few days, and

you can find a chance to take him somewhere far before we execute our plan.

Alex’s reply came soon after. ‘Got it. Thank you, Naomi.’

Francis took a pill before he slept that night, and Naomi coldly watched him do it.

Erica was staying over at Alex’s place for the night. Her mother had reminded her to not tell Alex regarding her birth, which was why she had to keep it to herself despite how there were no secrets between her and Alex.

“Erica, my plan with your mom is about to begin. You can’t start panicking when the time comes,” he reminded her. She was the one among the three of them that he was most worried would freak out.

like a stranger that had no ties to her

worry. You and Mom can go ahead

the way. don’t care if my dad

that, Alex began to muse about how Naomi had managed to raise

hotel suite. He had on a white

found her?” Arthur’s angry eyes

she really looks like because of how well the heavy makeup she had on covered her

upon hearing that. He remembered how much of a nightmare the woman was

car with yers of makeup and that cheap perfume

insulted him with

tastes.

her. The heirloom was something that his mother had personally given to

stolen

stores as we look and wait

As someone who had mysophobia, he was disgusted by the thought of having someone else lay hands

other person even if his item was to be returned