My Baby's Daddy

Chapter 1882

Lambert smirked, seemingly to provoke Jared. “Of course, if you can’t bear to part with your car, it’s fine. Just give me Miss Reiss.” When Ellen heard that, she was filled with disgust. “Mr. Orey, can you please have some respect?” she asked, shooting to her feet.

Lambert was startled by her response. Then, he abruptly stood up and apologized, “I’m sorry. I went overboard with my joke. I meant no disrespect.”

Jared, on the other hand, grabbed her hand and narrowed his eyes as he declared, “I accept the bet.” He was determined to make Lambert suffer a humiliating defeat.

The other women turned to look at them. What was so great about Ellen that these two amazing men would fight over her hand?

Selena was seething on the inside. In her mind, Ellen must have seduced Lambert on purpose. How could she? How could she seduce Lambert when she already had Jared?

Dorothy was similarly jealous of Ellen. After all, Jared mainly agreed to compete because he wanted to protect her honor.

eager to watch the two supercars race. It would be an

to calm them down. “Sirs, could we hold off on the race for my sake? How

and Lambert simultaneously interrupted him.

each other, one of them was throwing taunting looks while the other

was worried. It was a race, so that meant they would be speeding, right? That

her head. She did not want him to race. He patted

rays of sunlight, everyone moved over to the parking lot outside. Jared took Ellen by her hand and led her out. After a brief hug, he walked over to his car as Lambert walked

of the race, everyone else’s ears were filled with the thunderous rumble of the cars’ engines. It felt as though they were two wild beasts

immediately sped away at over 60 mph. Ellen’s heart clenched hard. She walked over

speed, they should be back in about fifteen minutes,’ he honestly replied. He could tell she was

was then that Selena walked over to them with crossed arms. “You really are sticking to Mr. Presgrave like

argue with you today,” Ellen shot back, glancing at the track