My Baby's Daddy

When the man heard what Sophia said, he asked in a serious tone, “So, does that mean you’ll do anything I tell from now on?” you to do

Sophia’s face suddenly turned red, but she answered him with boldness. “Yes.”

“You’ll have an hour to return to my villa,” he demanded.

“Sure! I’ll be right back.” She responded before she hung up the phone with relief.

The debt is paid off. Mom and Dad don’t have to struggle to make a living, and I can stay with him for the rest of my life.

Sophia felt like she was in a trance as she gazed at the sunshine beyond the window.

She was surprised that she didn’t feel trapped when she thought she would be with Arthur for a long time. Instead, it made her feel happy and she even looked forward to it.

After an hour, Sophia went to Arthur’s villa and ran into Emily as she was having her afternoon tea. When Emily first saw her, she was so mad that she threw up her tea and called Sophia out of the blue, “Hey, you! Come here!”

Sophia walked right over to her when she heard that. “Can I help you in any way, Miss Jennings?”

table all of a sudden. “It’s dirty on the floor. Come

ignore Emily for sure. Now, though,

on the floor, but all of a sudden, Emily stomped on one of the desserts with her shoe. She took them off and said, “My shoes are

nodded and kept wiping the floor while she was on her knees. Arthur appeared at

the garden, sitting cross legged on a reclining chair with a teacup in one hand and desserts sprawled on the floor

smug as she watched Sophia clean up the mess she had intentionally made when she heard a

turned her head to look at the man who was coming toward them. She continued picking up those desserts instead

it. When she

her hand back as she looked

looked at Emily’s shoes, which were placed to one side and said, “Miss Jennings, let me clean your

help but smirk when she saw that Sophia knew how to behave. “Make sure to clean it well,”

was going on because he knew Emily well. He had seen the desserts on the floor and the dessert stains on

maid. Please order your personal attendants to take care of all of your everyday needs. Don’t instruct Sophia any longer,” he told Emily before instructing Sophia, “Stop cleaning and

and demanded, “Artie, why can’t I make her do what I want? How is she better than

no and it’s final.”Arthur maintained his calm manner. Then, he dragged Sophia into the living room where he reminded her, “Moving forward, you