My Baby’s Daddy

Imogen’s smile disappeared as she watched Shirley accompany Zacharias into the lobby while she could only stand next to the bodyguard’s car and wait for orders.

The difference in treatment made her feel unjust. Shirley followed Zacharias to his office door, and he told her, “Come on in.”

And so, she entered with him as he turned around to order Freddie, “Two cups of tea.”

Then, Freddie asked an assistant to send the tea in while Zacharias sat on his chair, looking serious and confident, radiating a charismatic aura.

The assistant brought the cups in and placed one before Zacharias and the other in front of Shirley before leaving. Zacharias looked up and told Shirley, “Sit. You don’t need to be so tense here.”

“I’m here to work, not enjoy my time.” Shirley didn’t accept his preferential treatment.

He looked at her helplessly and didn’t push it anymore. After a moment, Freddie entered and led Zacharias out for a meeting. Then, Shirley followed him and saw him seated in the middle of a grand couch while chatting politely with a few foreign guests.

a sense of dominance, causing the guests to

felt as if her mind would wander if she met his eyes. His smile could easily make one lose their mind, so she decided to fix her gaze somewhere else and not in his

had to eat with the guests while Shirley ate with Freddie,

think you don’t need to stand on stage with Mr. Flintstone during the

“Why?”

eyes in confusion.

face burned. “What does this have to do with

the speech, and you’ll distract him if you stand beside him,” Freddie said matter-of-factly. Even though Shirley felt that wasn’t possible, she still nodded. “Alright. I’ll stand below the stage,

beside Mr. Flintstone, so you needn’t

course, she

outside his office door. Then, he suddenly opened the door and told her,

a problem?” she asked, to which he answered,