Filed to story: Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel
Then, she walked toward Brandon’s direction. Brandon was both surprised and happy to see Queenie appear in such a gorgeous manner, and he said, “How did you get here, Queenie?”
“I came with Nigel, Dad,” Queenie responded smilingly.
“Wow! Is this your eldest daughter, Mr. Silverstein? You are truly blessed to have such a lovely daughter!”
“That’s right! She is not only beautiful but also graceful and elegant.”
Everyone was full of praises for Queenie. Indeed, she deserved such compliments as well, as she truly looked stunning in the spotlight.
But Bonnie, who was planning to approach them, was displeased. She realized she shouldn’t go to them right now because she would look like an accessory who was only there to complement Queenie.
Just as she was about to turn around and leave, Brandon noticed her and called out to her. “Bonnie, come over here.”
With that, Bonnie had no choice but to follow his words. “This is my younger daughter, Bonnie.”
Everyone turned to look at Bonnie immediately after that. They were all surprised by how different Bonnie and Queenie looked, and even doubted whether they were twins. Bonnie, on the other hand, seemed to sense their doubts and felt helpless. Her face flushed with embarrassment, and her heart was filled with hatred for Queenie.
Queenie appeared to have dressed up specifically for tonight’s event. Could she possibly have known that her father would attend the banquet with Bonnie? That had to be the case and Queenie was here to embarrass her intentionally. How evil of her!
Meanwhile, Lina took advantage of the chance to approach Nigel and greeted him, “Hi, Nigel, it’s nice to see you again.”
Nigel responded with a slight nod before turning his head to search for Queenie. At that moment, two young men stood next to her, and they were Brandon’s friends’ sons. While they were going around greeting the various guests, they happened to notice Queenie. They didn’t miss the opportunity to chat with her, and she couldn’t be impolite to them because her father was friends with their parents.
Nigel happened to catch sight of that scene and an instantaneous surge of possessive desire swept through his chest. Contrarily, Lina attempted to buy him a drink by calling the waiter and preparing to pass him a glass of wine.
However, just as she took the wineglass in her hand, Nigel was nowhere to be found.
“Nigel, let’s have a—” She looked down at her red wine glass in shame as she watched him leave without saying anything. A flame of resentment flared in her eyes as she caught sight of the girl whom he was approaching. It turned out that the girl he was walking toward was Queenie, and the moment he was close enough to her, the first thing he did was give her a warm embrace around the waist.
“Your friends, Queenie?” Nigel inquired naturally.
Queenie was slightly embarrassed by his affectionate embrace. Then, she introduced him to the two men but barely knew their last names.
“My girlfriend and I have to greet a few elders now. Please excuse us.” Nigel excused himself from the two young men and walked away with her in his arms.
“My dad is over there. Do you want to say hello?” she asked him.
He already knew Brandon was here, so he nodded. “Of course.”
Brandon was conversing with his friends when he suddenly noticed Nigel and beamed with excitement. “You’re here, Nigel,” he exclaimed.
Nigel greeted, “Hello, Mr. Silverstein.”
Since Nigel had rarely socialized with Brandon’s group of friends, many of them were unfamiliar with him. In addition, he maintained a low profile, and no one appeared to have heard of him.
“Who is this young boy, Brandon?”
“He’s my daughter’s boyfriend.”
“What a good-looking boy. Which family is he from?” One of them was curious when he noticed the plutocratic aura Nigel exuded.
Brandon replied boastfully, “This hotel belongs to Nigel’s family.”
The hotel was managed by the Manson Group, so could the young man before them be the next in line to succeed as the group’s heir apparent?
“What a lucky man you are, Brandon! I can’t believe your daughter is seeing such an outstanding man. That makes me envious!”
Soon, Brandon’s group of friends started expressing their envy for him. After having such a beautiful daughter, he was able to attract a wealthy son-in-law! What a blessing!
Brandon let out a hearty laugh, and Queenie could feel her father’s happiness as she sneakily glanced at Nigel. She was thrilled that he could make her father proud.
“Please continue with your conversation and have fun. We’ll be heading off to greet other guests,” Nigel said. “We’ll be back in a bit, Mr. Silverstein.”
“Go on!” Brandon nodded.
Bonnie, who stood nearby, almost crushed the wineglass that she was holding. She was no longer in the mood to head out tonight in search of a wealthy, eligible bachelor because Queenie had ruined her mood entirely.
Meanwhile, Lina rejoined her group of friends. They had all witnessed her futile attempt to initiate a conversation with Nigel, so they began muttering.
“What’s so good about Queenie? She’s not as beautiful as Lina.”
“Exactly! You can tell she’s an escort by looking at her sister.”
“Bonnie is still useful to me. Don’t say that in front of her,” Lina warned her friends. She could tell at a glance that Bonnie had a significant setback. Although they shared a family tree, it was clear that she was more like a leaf than her sister, Queenie, who was more like a flower in full bloom.
Therefore, it was understandable that Bonnie was upset.
Bonnie’s demeanor was gloomy as she walked out onto the balcony. Shortly after she had settled in for some peace, a man’s voice asked her tentatively from behind, “Nina? Are you Nina?”
The mere mention of that name sent shudders through her entire body. Instantaneously, she covered her face with her hands and huffed, “You have the wrong person. I’m not Nina.”
“I’m sorry, Miss. You resemble someone whom I know, and I may have mistaken you for her.” His words were followed by an awkward pause during which he appeared to collect his thoughts. Then, he sipped the glass of wine he was holding before he walked away.
Bonnie waited until the man had left before she lowered her hands. There was frantic worry written all over her face. How could this be? Given that I have undergone such drastic changes to look like her, how can anyone possibly recognize me?
It dawned on her that it wouldn’t be sensible to stay, so she opened the door from the opposite side, took the elevator to the hall, and then called her father.
“Dad, I have something up, so I’ll be leaving first,” she informed him.
Brandon didn’t say much to her and allowed her to head home. Meanwhile, she was in a cab with her hands tightly clasped due to her anxiety. She felt as though her deepest secret had been disclosed. Although that person didn’t recognize her, it was a sign that her disguise would be uncovered sooner or later.
The only person who knew about Bonnie’s past was herself, and she vowed never again to bring up the traumatic memories.
“No. I’m Bonnie Silverstein. I’m Bonnie Silverstein—” she muttered to herself nervously.
The driver was startled by her utterance as he turned to ask her, “Miss, are you alright?”
“I’m fine,” she answered him, albeit a little fiercely.
