My Baby's Daddy

Martha frowned. When did her grandson start liking to fool around with girls in hotels? He was simply ruining their family’s name.

“It seems that I have to meet Miss Sophia when I have the time.”

“Grandma, when you meet her, you have to warn her to stay away from Artie,” Emily reminded.

Martha nodded before saying, “Then, you have to work hard too! Don’t waste the opportunity that I created for you and Artie.”

Emily pursed her lips and said in a slightly aggrieved tone, “I will.”

Early in the morning, Sophia answered a call in a daze. “Hello? Who is it?”

“Hello, are you Miss Sophia? I’m from the HR department at Bourgeois Jewelry Atelier. We have arranged for you to

interview for the front desk job at 10 o’clock in the morning. Do you have time to come over?”

heard this, she hurriedly replied in an excited tone, “Yes, yes, I’ll definitely

submitted her resume the previous night. Besides, Bourgeois Jewelry Atelier was a high-end jewelry

and put on makeup before leaving. When the time for her appointment came, Sophia’s attractive appearance and elegant aura that she had gained from her dance practice since she was a child were in line with the requirements to

manager of the

and benefits of the company were not bad as well and completely

at work on Tuesday, she saw that amongst the six receptionists, she was placed on the far left. Although they were working at the front desk, they still had complicated feelings toward each other, especially toward other girls who were prettier than them. Sophia was dressed in a

them was a little surprised. It was her first time entering

position, and there was only a transition plan from the previous staff. As for instructions on how to work,

She tried to ask

I won’t teach you,” the girl replied

Just then, the phone in front of her rang, and she reached out to pick it up. “Hello.

general manager of the planning department.” A male voice instructed

moment, let me check.” Sophia quickly flipped through the transition plan,

person on the call said angrily, “What’s wrong with you?” After