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.

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

wedding of her parents and brother. This island, a symbol of happiness and bliss, had always brought good luck to the

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

a vacation while helping his nephew arrange some

this wedding was bound to be a splendid and grand affair. However, the 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 Family’s elders would be his most influential support

out the next day, taking his

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

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

the seats in the hall while the handsomely

breeze, a graceful and ethereal figure appeared. It was Willow, holding her father’s arm

locked his profound gaze on her-the love

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 son-in-law, whom he was satisfied with, wishing them a blissful