My Baby's Daddy

Facing the unexpected questions, Harmony tried to maintain a smile while thinking of a plan in her mind. She hadn’t anticipated the TV station would prepare two sets of scripts and wondered if this was a play to manipulate celebrities for increased viewership.

“We are just friends.” “Well, what is your opinion of being on the red carpet, Miss Mayo? Do you think such behavior has ethical implications?” The host continued to inquire.

Meanwhile, Sera was anxious as she saw Harmony being bullied on stage. Sera quickly found the deputy director and asked, “Sir, what’s going on? These questions aren’t the ones my artist agreed upon. Why are they asking random questions now?” She questioned angrily.

“We’re not sure about this. It’s a live broadcast, so we can’t switch the scripts now,” the deputy director explained. He noticed that the current views had already reached fifty million and thought tonight might hit a hundred million views. Thus, in terms of profits, he wouldn’t stop these actions since he believed these sharp questions would attract more attention than the initially planned ones.

opinion on being on the red carpet. Then, the host continued with a smile, “Miss Mayo, we believe the fans have witnessed your acting skills. Not only are you skillful in

whether you’ve had plastic surgery or not. Could you share aspects to consider if one decides to get plastic surgery?””

any experience. Sorry about that.” The host chuckled and eased the awkwardness. “Oh my, Miss Mayo doesn’t want to discuss this topic. Let’s move on to the next question, then.” In the meantime, Harmony was already annoyed. She hadn’t expected the TV station to play such a dirty trick and wanted the interview to end as soon as

her head with a smile and said, “I don’t hate anyone because I think they are all wonderful people and have taken good care of me

first have an intimate relationship?” In that split second, Harmony

back row. Since Harmony was entirely focused on

this question, the man narrowed his eyes in displeasure. He could not help but ponder, What kind