My Baby's Daddy

Shirley shook her head. “No, let’s not do that. I want to marry you.” Zacharias leaned down and nibbled her neck. “I can’t wait to marry you and make you my wife.” Shirley spun around and looked deep into his eyes, which were as calm as the sea. His eyes accepted everything that she was, and they were filled with love and enchantment. Zacharias planted a kiss on her forehead, filling her with satisfaction.

Meanwhile, after Richard informed everyone else of the wedding, he gave Arthur a call. He was always abroad, and both of their schedules were full, so it wasn’t easy for them to meet often. “Hey Artie, how are you?” “I’m good. Are you calling to inform me of the good news, Richard?” “My daughter is getting married in two weeks, and I would like to invite you to the wedding.” “I’m sorry, Richard. The vice president of Lauchrist is coming in a few days, and I can’t leave because I’ll be taking him around. May I ask that my son attend it in my stead? Once our discussion is over, I’ll come over right away,” Arthur said, sounding apologetic.

Richard laughed heartily. “That’s fine. You don’t have to feel apologetic. We can meet up any time. It’s been a while since I saw your son, and this will be a good opportunity to meet him again.” “I’ll make sure he arrives on time. Once I’m finished with work, I’ll come and meet you immediately for some drinks.” “Don’t forget to bring your wife along, alright? I haven’t seen her for such a long time as well.” “Sure! It’s time we meet and have a good catch- up!” Arthur agreed with a laugh.

The good friends chatted on the phone for about fifteen minutes. Shortly after, in the faraway Weiss Estate located in Flor, someone received a call from the other side of the world. A certain young master on vacation there answered the phone. “Hi, Dad.” “Attend the Lloyd Family’s wedding on my behalf.” “Who’s getting married?” “Richard’s daughter is getting married in two weeks. Go over right away and don’t be late. Your mother and I will join you afterward.” “I got it. I’ll head over ahead of time, Dad.” A yacht stood still in the middle of the sea. Laying on the deck was a man in a white shirt, sunnies, and casual beach shorts. The sunlight poured over his sculptured face and fair skin, which gave him a regal glow. “Head back to the port,” he instructed the bodyguard on duty.

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for three years, he had developed a strong and dominant aura, and every

family and had grown up to be a muscular hunk. At the age of twenty-seven, he was at his peak, bright and blazing like the sun at

onboard carefully attended to the young master. There were quite a few admirers

were limited. If they were lucky enough to grab his attention, they could have a share of his wealth and wouldn’t have to worry

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