My Baby's Daddy

“Alright! I’m okay with that.” Harmony nodded. To her, her greatest gain tonight was experiencing this incident with Ezekiel.

“Miss Cullen is the one who swapped the script. I wonder who made her do this.

But we can’t get her to talk anymore. She must’ve been paid to keep quiet.” “It’s clear as day who’s behind this,” replied Harmony with a sigh.

“You mean Catalina?” Sera guessed.

“Who else besides her has the power to have the TV station at their beck and call? Besides Miss Cullen, I think the interview host might’ve been paid as well.” “Sigh! Let’s avoid giving these kinds of interviews from now on. We’ll focus on acting,” concluded Sera.

With that, she turned around, only to find that her artist was not listening to her.

Rather, she was holding her cup of tea while giggling. In an instant, she realized that Harmony’s biggest gain tonight was neither the attention and praise she received on the internet nor the 500 thousand in compensation. Instead, it was the special care she had received from Ezekiel.

5th of May was a big day for the Presgraves, whose beloved daughter was getting married. For this princess of the Presgrave Family, who was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, the only hardship she had tasted was the bitterness

owned by her family, just like the wedding of her parents and brother. This island, a symbol of happiness and bliss, had always brought good

today’s wedding were also exceptionally prestigious, for the world’s top echelons of

here for a vacation

few friends and relatives, so those who attended the wedding were Jasper’s

and his mother also set out the next day, taking his grandmother to the island for

with a gentle breeze and warm sunshine. The scenery on the island was breathtaking, and the roses blooming on the island were the most

charm, bought by Elliot for his wife after their wedding back then. At the same time, he had painstakingly developed the island into a gathering

wedding. Guests filled the seats in the hall while the handsomely dressed groom stood on the platform,

the hall opened. Accompanied by a cool breeze, a graceful and ethereal figure appeared. It was Willow, holding her father’s arm and looking indescribably beautiful in a sacred

on the platform, Jasper locked his profound gaze on her-the love of his

daughter. Despite his reluctance, his daughter’s happiness took precedence over everything else. So, with peace of mind, he handed his daughter over to this