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.

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 of an Americano. Now, after preparing

took place on a private island owned by her family, just like the wedding of her parents and brother. This island,

were also exceptionally prestigious, for the world’s top echelons of the wealthy elite were

leave to come here for a vacation while helping his nephew arrange

Wyatts had few friends and relatives, so those who attended the wedding were Jasper’s friends from the base. Nevertheless, this did not affect anything, for the Presgrave

next day, taking his grandmother

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

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

the wedding. Guests filled the seats in the hall while the handsomely dressed

and ethereal figure appeared. It was Willow, holding her father’s arm and looking indescribably beautiful in

profound gaze on her-the

else. So, with peace of mind, he handed his daughter over to this son-in-law, whom he was satisfied with, wishing