My Baby's Daddy

“Dad, I miss you. I miss you so much.”

Anastasia looked on while standing in front of the French window, knowing full well that Erica’s tears were all crocodile tears.

Meanwhile, in a downtown shopping mall, a stylishly-dressed Hayley was holding Alex’s arm and shopping with her face mask on. Her face had gone under the knife, but it was still pretty.

Alex had come to like Hayley as well. Having a way with men, she indulged all his desire for fulfillment when he was with her.

“This shirt is nice. Try it on.” “It’s too pricey.” Alex didn’t feel like trying

it on when he saw the price tag.

However, Hayley tugged at his hand, saying, “No, that won’t do. You have to try it on. You’re not Mr. Hunter anymore.

You’re now President Hunter.”

pleased by the look of adoration and admiration in her eyes. He tried the shirt on, after which she paid for it with his money, which he spent willingly. Erica could never give him this kind of feeling. Despite marrying him, she always looked down on him. Only Hayley

he suggested, “Hayley, once I get money from Tillman Constructions, let’s buy a house by the

can’t wait to enjoy such a

me some more time. Once I get the money, I’ll quit right away. I’ll divorce: Erica

you patiently.” Hayley smiled with smugness in her eyes. Anastasia will never know that I’ll be spending her father’s money for the rest of my life,

once a cozy home for her was now devoid of warmth. All that was left was a servant who was still in employment, who took

back, Miss Erica. Would y like something to eat?”

to get her out of police custody. Otherwise, with the evidence Anastasia was holding, Naomi would definitely be sentenced to jail. She could only be released if Anastasia relented and dropped the case against her. Anastasia is so

anxious and unsettled. Just then, the

the door. When she saw a strange man outside

in his early fifties, with a wrinkly face, a hunchback, and grayish-white hair. One could tell at a glance that he belonged to the underclass society. “Excuse me, but

a hint of disdain in her voice as she somewhat looked down on

got something urgent

in carelessly, though. “Madam isn’t at home. Only