My Baby's Daddy

Having lost her mother, Erica could only rely on Alex.

“Erica, Anastasia is checking the company’s finances. I have a few external funds that I’m afraid might get found out. Can you help me when that happens?”

“Y-You embezzled the company’s money?

“About three million.” Alex wasn’t afraid to admit it. Erica had to depend on him now, anyway.

“What? How could you…” Erica wanted to scold him, but she could only bite back her words when it occurred to her that he was now her husband. “How can I help you?”

“Anastasia is now in control of the company’s finances, so she’ll definitely find out about it. When that happens, just say that you had me divert the money to your bank account for your personal use back then. You’re Francis’ daughter and her younger sister. As long as you claim to be the one who spent the money, nothing will happen.” Alex asked her to Jake the blame .

Erica said reluctantly, “Okay then.”

y o you know what Anastasia is up to?” Then, he told her about the danger. “She had Elliot steal our clients to

dad’s company go bankrupt?” Erica was exasperated. “Is

happens, every shareholder of the company will be burdened with its

went weak at the knees. She just wanted to get some money from the company, but she never wanted to become saddled

be massive for us, though. If we can’t pay them off, we’re gonna go to jail.” Alex intentionally aroused Erica’s fear since this

her eyes blazed with immense hatred at his words. She uttered between clenched teeth, “If she dares to

now that we’ve lost a few clients, our company is in danger. Hurry and beg her to persuade Elliot to stop,

too heartless. After all, she was now still his daughter and would remain so for life. I’m Francis’ second daughter as long

heart ached in silence as she sat before Francis’ bed

whether he could regain consciousness. The doctor said he might come round all of a sudden or remain comatose like this, so all she could

PM when she finally left his bedside. Tired, she went back to the room, only to see the man working on the sofa. He had a laptop placed on his lap

seemed stony and yet charming under the