Spoiled by the Silver Fox

"That was all thanks to Stephanie," Mr. Finnegan said with a relieved expression.

"We've all benefited from Steph... So, Mr. Finnegan, are you going to make a movie specifically for Steph to star in?" Ashley joked.

Mr. Finnegan waved his hand dismissively and said, "Sure, but we also need to find the right script. If I'm not satisfied with the film, I won't do it." "Got it! It's also about fate! But your word is enough, Mr. Finnegan."

Sebastian lifted Stephanie into the car.

He had been drinking and couldn't drive, so he had a driver come to pick them up.

They both sat in the back seat and as soon as Stephanie was put down, she clung to his back, just like last time.

"I want you to carry me. Don't put me down. I want to be close to you."

Sebastian couldn't help but laugh. "Why do you want to be close to me?"

"Because when you carry me, you're like my dad."

Not again!

Sebastian's smile faltered.

The driver in the front seat didn't dare to make a sound.

the back seat, President Ingram said irritably, "Stephanie, if you say I'm like your dad again,

look that old? He was about

but you are like a dad; you make me feel safe, and you

have the capacity to have a daughter this big! Whatever. He

road, as long as he was carrying her, she would

she kept babbling

was getting a headache.

Sebastian endured it on the

things you really do get used

fine, but being together made

Stephanie, or when

to him,

swnevel

recall scenes from

his heart was

got home and Sebastian

to

want to

She

to be married in the future,

did