Filed to story: Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel
“All we wanted was to find her and give her a home. We never wanted this.” Tears welled up in Maggie’s eyes.
Queenie hugged her mother. “Mom, just keep an eye on her whenever you can. Don’t let her do anything stupid.”
“We’ll do our best.” Brandon thought they had to step in now. They would not let Bonnie rot any further.
Nigel and Queenie left, but the Silverstein couple was not able to sleep. They were worried about Bonnie.
Bonnie was driving around aimlessly, though she stopped by a bar in the end. Sh*t. What was I doing? I messed up. Now they know who I really am, but it’s too late for regrets.
Still, I can take the chance to go abroad and return after I undergo cosmetic surgery. Now, I’ll just lay low until I get half of the family fortune. I’ll break those two up when I have the chance. She was truly afraid of Nigel now. Out of all the men she met, he was the most special one. He was handsome, loyal, and rich. Not once had she met that kind of man before, and the only one she knew wanted to marry Queenie. She was jealous.
Why does she have everything? She’s the heir of the family and lady of the Manson household. She has such a good life. She also grew up surrounded by love.
Bonnie thought Queenie was the epitome of unfairness. Why can she live her life without any problems while I have to steal someone’s identity only to get a fraction of what she has?
Just the thought of watching Queenie marry Nigel and raise a family with him struck anger within her.
Bonnie used to work in places like this bar, so she was familiar with how the ladies here worked. That made her appreciate her current status more. She never wanted to return here and shake her booty just for a few dollars.
Just when she was about to leave, a drunkard stopped her. “Hey, don’t go. Why don’t you have a drink with me?”
Bonnie sneered. “You’re not worth my time.” She left before the man could react. She knew what she wanted. I will marry someone as brilliant as Nigel. No way I’m going to sleep with these losers.
All of a sudden, she was reminded of Lina. Now that Queenie and Nigel were lovey-dovey, she’d give them a wide berth. However, she could give those photos to Lina and let her use them however she wanted.
She got back into her car and picked some photos out for Lina. Only her face was in those photos, while the only part of the man that made it into the scenes was his arm or his back. The man was none other than Leslie. Bonnie had taken those pictures to commemorate the occasion.
Now, they were useful chips for her plan. Lina’s call came a moment later. “Bonnie, why did you send me those photos?”
“They’re private pictures of my sister. She’s getting along with Nigel well. Don’t you want to break them up?” Bonnie smiled. Lina asked for confirmation. “Are you sure it’s her in these photos?”
“Doesn’t matter. I just want to help you. You want to marry Nigel, and I don’t want my sister to date him. I’m jealous of her.” “She’s your sister, Bonnie.”
“So? Just use the photos however you want to, Miss Perez. I’ll be looking forward to the day you marry Nigel.” Then, Bonnie hung up.
Lina was also in a bar at the same time. She felt conflicted about the photos, but one thing was for sure: these photos were helpful. There weren’t many single men left in the upper society. If she didn’t get herself married off soon enough, she would be left with no one to choose, and among the scarce single men that remained, Nigel was the best.
She might not get the chance to marry him even if she broke him and Queenie up, but as long as Queenie was his girlfriend, she would not have the chance to even get close to him. She had to chase off all the ladies around Nigel if she even wanted a chance.
After everything that happened, Bonnie decided to leave for Hogland as soon as possible. Her manager was making all the arrangements now anyway. Since there was tension between her and the Silversteins, staying around would only annoy them more, so she bought a ticket for the first flight the next morning.
Bonnie went back home to pack up. The Silverstein couple was still awake. They couldn’t understand why Bonnie was so different from her sister. This was beyond minor pranks. At the rate she was going, Bonnie would run into something she couldn’t settle soon.
“We need to whip her into shape, or she’s done for,” Maggie said. “I’m taking her to a psychologist.”
“Yeah. Time to step in,” Brandon agreed. He might have a successful career, but if his daughter was a failure of a human, then he wouldn’t have done his job as a father.
It was then they heard Bonnie coming home. They both stood up, and Bonnie was shocked to find them still awake.
“Dad, Mom? You’re still awake?” She averted her gaze nervously.
“Bonnie, we need to talk,” Brandon said.
“I have to leave first thing tomorrow morning. I need to pack up. We’ll talk tomorrow.” Bonnie was reluctant to listen to their lecture. Not like I’m their real daughter anyway. Sometimes, they even look at me weirdly, and their lectures are annoying.
“You’re leaving tomorrow?”
“Yes. I already bought a ticket too. I don’t want to annoy you, see. I know, I know. I’m sorry. I’ll change.” And then she went upstairs.
Brandon and Maggie wanted to talk, but Bonnie left without giving them a chance. They had no choice but to leave the talk for the next day.
It was late at night. Queenie was on the sofa in Nigel’s house, but she couldn’t sleep. What happened earlier upset her and made her feel embarrassed. With a sister like that, she couldn’t help but worry for her parents. They were getting on in age, and what Bonnie did was only going to make their health worse. Dad and Mom might have to settle everything from marriage to childbirth for her. Just the thought of that made her lose sleep.
Nigel was next to her. He too was furious over these events. Bonnie tried to sow misunderstanding and discord between him and Queenie, and she also hurt the Silversteins.
“Get some sleep and put this behind you. You have me.” He pulled her into his arms and kissed her head. That calmed her down a little. She was still confused about her future, but his assurance gave her strength and direction.
Queenie woke up at ten the following day. She ran into a servant cleaning the corridor the moment she emerged from the room.
Happily, the servant greeted, “Good morning, Miss Queenie.”
“Mrs. Lowman!” Queenie was surprised to find Courtney here. So, she got a job here.
“Yeah. I came here three days ago. Nigel gave me a good offer. Thank you, Miss Queenie.”
No. This is all my fault. Bonnie slandered you. We owe you this much.
“Oh, I made your favorite chicken soup. You should have some.”
“Sure.” Queenie nodded. “I can take it myself.”
Queenie went downstairs to have some chicken soup. Nigel had gone to work, but they agreed to eat out during lunch. He wanted to take her around town.
While she was having her soup, Queenie was reminded of what she saw the night before. She noticed a scar behind Bonnie’s ear. But Mom and Dad never told me I have a birthmark behind my ear. The only birthmark I have is on my back. I saw it myself, but neither of them told me I have it on my back.
She rested for a bit after breakfast and left the house to get some makeup products. Ladies’ essentials, so to speak.
Queenie was picking her lipstick when a woman called out to her. “Queenie!”
Surprised, she turned around and saw a vaguely familiar face staring back at her.
The woman noticed her staring in confusion, and she gasped. “It’s me, Melina. Melina Worcester.”
Queenie’s eyes widened in surprise. “Melina? My gosh, you’ve changed a lot.”
“I know, right? You couldn’t even recognize me.” She laughed. Melina was still as straightforward as ever. The only thing that had changed was her face.
“Yeah. I couldn’t recognize you if you hadn’t told me your name,” Queenie said honestly. She was observing her friend in silence, and surprise grasped her. Melina’s nose used to be flat, but now it was aquiline. Even her lips had a perpetual smile tugging at them, and her face got sharper.
