My Baby’s Daddy Chapter 1482


    Man, she’s a princess. She’s not suited for work. She’d be better off as a wife… Holy sh*t. Did I just


    consider marrying her? Nigel froze up for a moment.


    “Help me up, Mr. Manson,” Queenie pleaded.


    He extended his hand, and she held it like a crutch as she stood up. Queenie took a few steps, but her


    legs were still numb.


    “Don’te to work tomorrow,” Nigel blurted.


    Queenie stared at him. “Why?”


    “You’re not a good assistant. You’re fired,” he said coldly.,


    Is he looking down on me? She bit her lip. “Fine, I quit. I don’t think I’m fast enough for the job. I don’t


    wanna waste your money,” she agreed right away.


    Queenie waited for him at the office’s doorstep, and he came out holding a document. The moment he


    saw her, a smile curled his lips. She was beautiful, curvy, and sweet to the eyes. The light that shone


    on her almost made her look like an


    angel, and there was not an ounce of darkness in her eyes. Purity was all that existed.


    Beauties were a dime a dozen in this society, but Queenie felt different from thosedies. Nigel


    narrowed his eyes calmly, but there was a hint of admiration in them. When he went by Queenie, he


    said coolly, “Let’s go.”


    She followed him to the car park, and he asked, “Did you drive to work?”


    “Yeah.”


    “Get in my car,” he demanded.


    Queenie didn’t object and went into the passenger seat, thereafter Nigel drove them to a restaurant he


    picked. Queenie was starving. She had cafeteria food that afternoon, but it wasn’t filling. Work


    exhausted her as well, so she wolfed down the food they ordered.


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    Nigel smiled. Every woman would put on the act of elegance when they were in his presence, but only


    she would show him her real self. She doesn’t want me to take her food, huh?


    At this moment, her phone rang. She picked it up and snapped, “What the hell do you want?”


    “Bonnie and I love each other. Don’t give me any trouble this Friday,” Leslie warned coldly.


    Queenie put her cutlery down and sneered, “Listen here, Leslie. Bonnie is my sister. You slept with her,


    so you’d better not dump her.”


    Leslie asked hoarsely, “You’re giving your blessing? To us?”