My Baby's Daddy

Moreover, could someone like Zacharias, who sat in the office year-round, really fight?

It was not that Shirley was overly confident, but under her father’s training, she had indeed reached a certain level of

standard.

Zacharias seemed persuaded by his nephew. He stood up and unfastened the buttons of his waistcoat with his long

fingers, revealing a white shirt and a pair of black pants underneath. He emanated a refined and gentlemanly aura.

Imogen, would you be willing to spar with me?” Zacharias walked toward the door. Shirley didn’t expect Zacharias to

actually want to spar with her. As his bodyguard, she couldn’t refuse his request..

“Don’t be afraid, Pretty. My uncle can’t beat you. Go ahead!” Tony shouted from the side.

“I’m willing.” She nodded. Corinne, who was in the kitchen, overheard the conversation outside. It caught her attention,

and she felt a bit anxious. She also wanted to participate in this close combat with Zacharias.

Unfortunately, she was in the midst of preparing dinner, so she could only feel frustrated.

while leaving a faint afterglow that bathed the garden

under a lamp while cracking his knuckles, making a crisp

did Shirley feel the oppressive aura emanating from this man. She thought

exuded a burst of

his gaze revealed

heightened her alertness. This was not an opponent who was easy to deal

and now she had to focus her

out to her. Since he invited her to make the first

her fist and assumed an attacking

fist moved toward the man’s face without holding back, his brows furrowed,

rebounding force made her realize once again that this man wasn’t a

swiftly caught Shirley’s wrist, and she responded with a swift kick, which

360-degree turn. Tony, on the side,

Shirley on and hoped his uncle would show some impressive

deftly blocked by the man.

the lamplight, Zacharias’ lips curved into an amused smile. It

tense, and each move she struck became

deliberately go easy on her while

was still concealed to some extent,