My Baby’s Daddy

Chapter 989 

Richard immediately approached Angela and, with his long arms, opened the door for her before he chuckled. “Did that kiss I gave you make your knees go weak?” 

She glared at him in utter disgust that he would still have the nerve to say such a thing. Next, she fled from the room along the corridor toward the bathroom to calm herself down. 

Meanwhile, Richard made his way to a room, pushed open the door, and entered, where he was greeted by a calm and charming man. He had obviously been waiting a long time as he was staring intently out the window. 

“Sorry for the wait, Elliot,” he apologized as he sat across from him. 

The man waiting for Richard at the table was Elliot Presgrave. Dressed in a deep black suit, he gave off a sense of regal elegance. “Don‘t worry. I know how busy you are, “he said while adjusting his posture. Then, looking at his best friend with curiosity, he asked, “Is it my imagination? It appears that you have changed slightly.” 

“What has changed?” 

“Your eyes. Have you recently met someone? I‘m assuming a woman has entered your life.” With his razor–sharp gaze, Elliot assessed him. 

at a loss for words, “You‘re just as insightful as always.”

smiled. As his curiosity

a woman. However, God had other plans for him and set up a love affair that he

his gaze, “Let‘s have dinner

day would come. “It‘s a little complicated right now. We‘ll talk about it when the time

When Richard mentioned that he was ready to take his revenge, Elliot‘s face immediately turned serious before he gave his advice. “Richard, I know how you‘re feeling, but you must not act

to comply with his arrangements. I‘ll handle things with that person in my own way.” The

as cold as knives and

was aware that he could not be persuaded once he had made up his mind, but could not

now. I‘m still preparing everything, so it‘s not the right

meantime, Angela returned to the room and was back in her seat. She intended to keep a low profile as she listened to her family discuss trivial matters of their daily lives. When Annie approached her with an inquisitive attitude and leaned next to her, she asked, “Angela, where‘ve you been? You‘ve

ran into an old friend and we chatted for a while.” She could not bring herself to look

was both beautiful and delicate, like that of a baby. In contrast, Angela had an oval face that was