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My Baby’s Daddy Chapter 2607

“Mrs. Weiss, I… I’m sorry, I truly love Ezekiel, and I don’t want to end our relationship,” Harmony took this opportunity to express her deepest feelings.

Sophia looked at her son and smiled. “Miss Harmony Mayo, you have successfully passed my test. From here on, I acknowledge your role as my son’s girlfriend.”

“Test?” Harmony blinked. She hadn’t expected this to be a test. Good heavens! I almost left Ezekiel and nearly had a rumored relationship with another man! Thank goodness I passed.

“Yes, this was a test from my mother. She thought you would take the money and leave me, but not only didn’t you take the money, you also loved me very much. So, my mother thinks you are a suitable daughter-in-law!” Ezekiel cooperated with his mother in speaking.

Harmony, standing by, blinked nervously. “Really? Can I really be with Ezekiel?”

“This is my son’s choice, and I have always respected his choices.” Sophia smiled, secretly vowing that she would make up for the pain she had caused Harmony this time by loving her doubly in the future.

Cecelia also came over with a smile. “We’re all family now. Why are we still standing outside talking? Let’s go inside and feast.”

Harmony’s eyes were about to well up with tears of excitement. It was just a test.

When Sophia and Cecelia went in first, she turned around and threw herself into Ezekiel’s arms. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry about last night. I didn’t mean to get close to another guy.”

Ezekiel gently ruffled her hair, his heart aching for her. “I know you were just acting. But don’t do that again.”

Harmony quickly nodded. “I will never, ever do that again!”

Entering the hall, Cecelia had prepared a feast. Harmony saw her favorite dishes, which Cecelia had asked her about last time, so now her three favorite dishes were on the table.

Her heart was instantly warmed and moved. Ezekiel led her to the table. “Let’s enjoy the meal!”

“After we’re done eating, let’s go shopping with Grandma!” Sophia suggested to Harmony.

“Great! Let’s all go together as a family,” Ezekiel laughed.

Cecelia was also delighted. Now, she had a daughter and a future granddaughter-in-law to go shopping with. She was thrilled.

At the same time, Yunna had just gotten off the plane when she received a message alert. She picked up her phone to check. When she saw the million-dollar transfer, she immediately smiled happily.

Now, she was relieved. Sophia really wanted to thank her. However, she had also heard that Sophia was a very kind person. Now, not only had Yunna exposed Harmony, but she had also received 150 thousand. She was so lucky.

Just then, she received a phone call. “Hello?”

“Yunna, Mrs. Lloyd heard that you were fired. She values talent and wants you to continue working for the company.”

“Really? I’m so happy. I accept.”

“Good, come back to the head office immediately to report!”

Yunna thought she was being favored by the heavens. However, little did she know that the Weisses’ lawyer was waiting for her there.

As soon as Yunna entered the company, she was escorted into an office by a bodyguard. The police and a lawyer were already waiting for her there.

“Who… who are you people?” Yunna’s countenance changed.

“Miss Yunna, you are under arrest.”

“On what grounds are you arresting me?”

Just then, a video was projected. Sophia and Ezekiel were both there.

“Yunna, you violated my girlfriend Harmony’s image rights using Al technology and deceived my mother with these photos. Also, you secretly tore up the original contract of my company’s project. For all this, you must pay the price.”

Yunna’s face turned pale with shock. She hadn’t expected her crimes to be discovered.

“Mrs. Weiss, I’m sorry. I just wanted to show you that that woman is not worthy of your son, not worthy to marry into your family. Please forgive me!”

Sophia’s eyes filled with anger. “Shut up, Yunna. How dare you commit a crime and then argue about it?! I now formally accept Miss Harmony Mayo as my future daughter-in-law. If you dare to harm my family, I will not show you any mercy.”

Yunna was shocked. She hadn’t expected Harmony to be accepted.

With the help of advanced technology, evidence of Yunna’s manipulated photos was quickly discovered. She would soon face a prison sentence.

In the evening, Harmony and Ezekiel returned to their villa. Harmony brought home bags of gifts, but they were not from Ezekiel. Instead, they were gifts from Sophia and Cecelia to welcome her.

As soon as Harmony entered the house, Ezekiel pulled her onto the couch and said, “Let’s get married! I can’t wait to marry you.”

Harmony blinked. “But I’m still in the middle of filming.”

“I’ll wait for you,” the man gently kissed her forehead.

“Can we have a destination wedding?” Harmony asked him. This was the type of wedding she had always dreamed of.

Ezekiel’s eyes lit up. “That’s exactly what I had in mind.”

In the following month, Harmony’s schedule was condensed and quickly completed.

Next, it was time for her and Ezekiel’s planned wedding journey. Their first stop was Dansbury, where they met Ezekiel’s father and relatives. However, Sophia still hosted a grand party for them in the villa, announcing their engagement.

Three days later, their plane took off. They were embarking on a global wedding tour, with every stop meticulously arranged by Ezekiel.

This was a unique and meaningful wedding.


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My Baby’s Daddy Novel (Anastasia and Elliot)

My Baby’s Daddy Novel (Anastasia and Elliot)

Never Too Far Novel (Anastasia and Elliot) – Vanessa. K
Score 9.8
Status: Ongoing Type: Native Language: English

Read My Baby’s Daddy Novel (Anastasia and Elliot)! Summary

Stabbed in the back by her stepsister and her best friend, Anastasia Tillman was robbed of her innocence by a mysterious man one fateful night and was later kicked out from the place she called home. Fast forward five years later, now a successful jewelry designer, Anastasia gets the surprise of her life when a handsome man barges into her life and offers to take her hand in marriage and raise her son for her. This offer may seem like every woman's dream come true, but not for Anastasia! She has the looks, a successful career, an adorable son... so what more does she need? Definitely not a man to mess things up for her, no siree! But what will she do when the man is absolutely taken by the little boy who is a carbon copy of him? Will she accept him and give in to his offer of raising her—oops, their son?
  Chapter 1 A Night of Absurdities "Anastasia, help! I've been molested at the club!" The desperate and helpless sound of her best friend's voice was the only thing on Anastasia Tillman's mind as she rushed over to the clubhouse. Room 808. Anastasia looked up at the number plaque on the door of the private room. It was the same room number that her best friend, Hayley Seymour, had texted her. Without another thought, she barged through the door to save her friend. When the door swung open under her hand, she was greeted by the darkness within. Suddenly, a strong hand clasped around her wrist and dragged her into the dark room, followed by a loud thud as the door slammed shut. "Hey—who are you, and what do you want?!" Anastasia shrieked, her eyes darting around wildly as she tried to make out her surroundings. "Settle down, and I'll treat you well." A man's deep and husky voice spoke close to her ear. The next second, Anastasia was unceremoniously tossed onto the couch, and before she could scramble to her feet, a lean and strong body pinned her down. She let out a muffled cry when a pair of lips that tasted like peppermint captured hers. The man on top of her felt burning hot to the touch. A sense of hopelessness brought tears to her eyes as she tried to struggle against the man, but in the end, she could do nothing but endure the man's ferocity. An hour later, Anastasia staggered out of the room, looking disheveled. She had only just been through a nightmare, but that didn't distract her from worrying about her best friend's safety. She was just about to call Hayley's number when she saw a group of men and women walking out the side door. Under the lights, she instantly recognized the two of the women in the group. One happened to be Hayley, her best friend who had cried for help on the phone earlier, and the other was Anastasia's stepsister, Erica Tillman. The two girls walked side by side with their arms linked, as if they were the closest of friends. Shock and rage colored Anastasia's features when she saw them. "Stop right there, Hayley!" she called out loudly over the distance as her fists clenched tightly at her sides. Upon hearing this, Hayley and Erica swiveled around to face her. Anastasia glowered at them, ashen-faced as she demanded of Hayley, "Why would you lie to me?!" Hayley smirked. "It's not my fault that you're always so gullible, Anastasia." "Did you have a good time with that gigolo back there?" Erica asked in a sing-song voice, smiling wickedly. It was only then that Anastasia realized that both of them had set her up. The chastity she had held dear for the past nineteen years was now sacrificed for their despicable glee. Presently, Hayley's eyes were frosty as she seethed, "Did you actually think I was your friend, Anastasia? I've been living in your shadow ever since we met! I hate you, and I want nothing more than to ruin that face of yours!" Erica, on the other hand, swiftly interjected by mocking, "I have the proof I need to show Dad that you've been pimping yourself for money at the club. It won't be long until you're thrown out of the house!" "You two—" Anastasia was so furious that she swayed. Her body was in tatters after the ordeal she had been through, and the collective weight of her friend's betrayal and her sister's cruelty nearly knocked her down. "Let's go, Hayley! We don't want to be seen with trash, do we?" With her arm looped through Hayley's, Erica led her toward the sports car she had parked by the curb. Three days later, at the Tillman Residence, a low male voice yelled out in rage, "You became an escort for money just because I wouldn't let you go abroad for your studies? How can I, Francis Tillman, be capable of having such a shameless daughter like you?" "Dad, I didn't—" "You didn't? But you did, Anastasia! How could you go to such shameless lengths? Did we starve you, or did we deprive you of anything? I can't believe you would pimp yourself to random strangers in a filthy clubhouse! For your sake, I hope you haven't brought any disease back to this house. Who knows what my daughter and I could have caught from you," the woman who was dressed in jewels and fine clothes sneered from where she sat on the couch. "Dad, I really didn't do it. I—" Anastasia tried to explain herself. However, Francis did not want to hear another word from her. He glowered at her maliciously as he snapped, "Still lying to me, I see. Get out of this home right now! I will not stand to have you under my roof. No daughter of mine could be so shameless. From now on, you are not my child!" Meanwhile, on the staircase landing, Erica watched this scene play out as she leaned against the banister with her chin propped on her hand. Everything was going exactly the way she had planned. In a matter of minutes, Anastasia was going to be cast out of the house and wander around like some pathetic stray mutt. Downstairs in the living room, Anastasia fell silent when she saw the thunderous and disappointed look on her father's face. She wordlessly rose from her seat and walked up the stairs to pack up her things. She had only just rounded the landing when Erica barricaded her. With her arms crossed haughtily in front of her chest, the younger girl sneered, "Get out of here! Don't linger around like an eyesore. This house will never have a place for you ever again!" Anastasia clenched her fists as she glowered at Erica's pleased expression. Seeing the hatred and anger in Anastasia's eyes, Erica leaned forward. "What, do you want to slap me or something?" She turned her cheek toward the fuming girl and said smugly, "Go right ahead, then!" Without holding back, Anastasia brought her hand down across Erica's face, resulting in a hard slap. "Ah!" Erica let out a shrill cry. "You just hit me! Mom, Dad—Anastasia just hit me!" She howled as she bolted down the stairs. Naomi Lowell quickly pulled her daughter into her arms and cried up the stairwell, "How dare you strike my daughter, Anastasia! What the hell are you playing at?!" Francis glanced at the red imprints on Erica's cheek, and he had never been more disappointed in his life. When did my oldest daughter become so infuriatingly rebellious? "Dad, it hurts..." Erica sobbed as she burrowed into her father's arms, taking in exaggerated deep breaths like she was in great pain. "Get out of here, Anastasia!" Francis roared up the stairs. Having packed up her things, Anastasia grabbed her passport and went down the stairs. Her heart grew stone-cold when she saw how her own father was holding Erica in his arms like she was something precious. Anastasia knew then that she indeed had no place in his heart. Francis had only heard Erica's side of the story instead of asking Anastasia about the horrific incident she had endured last night. Ever since her mother had passed, she had spent her years in this home living like an outsider, for her father had brought home his mistress and his illegitimate daughter to form a new family. Anastasia's poor mother had never known about her husband's extra-marital affairs, not even in her death. I will never come back to this place ever again. Inside the house, Erica watched as Anastasia dragged her suitcase out the front door, and a wicked smile curled on her lips. I finally got rid of that useless eyesore! … Five years later, a knock came on the front door of an apartment in Dansbury. The woman living in the apartment had been poring over her designs when she heard the knock. A little bewildered, she walked up to the door and pulled it open unhappily. When she saw the two Asian men in suits, she asked in Chinese, "Who are you looking for?" "Are you Miss Anastasia Tillman?" one of the two men asked in English. "I am. And you are?" Anastasia pressed. "We were asked to look for you. Your mother, Amelia Chapman, saved our young master's life back in the day. The old madam whom we serve wishes to see you." She frowned at this. "Who's the old madam you serve?" "Old Madam Presgrave," the first man answered respectfully. Upon hearing this, Anastasia understood what had brought these men here. Old Madam Presgrave was the woman behind the Presgrave Group, the foremost conglomerate in the country. Years ago, Anastasia's mother had sacrificed her life to save Old Madam Presgrave's oldest grandson. It gave Anastasia great pride to have been born to a police officer as capable and righteous as Amelia. "I'm sorry, but I don't intend to see her," Anastasia said decidedly. She had a feeling that the Presgraves wanted to repay Amelia's great deed, but she had no plans of accepting their gesture whatsoever. Just then, a childish and curious voice sounded from somewhere inside the apartment, asking, "Mommy, who is it?" "No one," Anastasia replied hastily. Then, she turned to address the men at the door, "Sorry, but I'm really not in a mood for guests at the moment." With that, she closed the door. Meanwhile, back in the country, a man was seated on the couch inside the villa tucked halfway up the hill. "Have you tracked her down?" "Yes, Young Master Elliot. The girl from the clubhouse five years ago just sold off your watch at the second-hand market." "Find her," said the man on the couch, his voice deep and authoritative. "Yes, sir!"


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