Filed To Story: Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel
“I’m thirsty. Why can’t I rest for a moment?” Corey was upset by Lambert’s cold attitude now that he was smitten with a girl. Nevertheless, he was not planning on leaving.
“Just don’t wake her up,” warned Lambert before thinking about the incoming guest, whom he particularly took interest in. I bet Jared’s on his way here. What happened between them?
A black Bugatti speeded on the busy road, advancing through every space between the cars. Similar to a majestic black panther, it accelerated toward the sunlight, which reflected the black into a sheen of brilliance.
Finally, the Bugatti parked at a private mansion, followed by three SUVS. Jared alighted from the car to ring the doorbell; instead of getting in his way, Lambert opened the door. Now, the two domineering men stood against each other.
One of them was clad in a tracksuit like a languid young man, while the other man was wrapped in a black suit, looking like an elite young master with his six bodyguards. The two different styles unexpectedly took the limelight all the same.
Holding a cup of tea, Corey came out of the house and felt the tense atmosphere, where he almost choked on the drink due to surprise. Then, he hurried to his cousin’s side. “Lambert, who are these people? Should we call the cops?” questioned the frightened boy.
“No. He’s Mr. Presgrave from the Presgrave Group.” “Hand her over.” Jared was dogged to take Ellen away today.
Corey wrapped his head around the situation at that. Wait. They’re fighting over a woman! What is Lambert doing? How can he lay his eyes on Mr. Presgrave’s woman?
When Corey heard that, he immediately ran inside the living room. “Ellen’s injured and requires ample rest, so she has decided to stay at my place for a couple of days. Mr. Presgrave, please leave,” Lambert said with his arms crossed.
“She’s my girlfriend. I’ll take care of her,” Jared retorted coldly. He did not need anyone else to take care of his girlfriend.
In the meantime, Corey patted Ellen’s cheek, which surprised her so much that her eyes widened in shock. Then, he quickly shushed her. “You’re Miss Reiss, right? Something’s gone wrong, and someone came to find you.”
“Who?” “It’s Mr. Presgrave. He’s having a face-off with Lambert outside!”
Ellen was stunned as she did not expect Jared would find her hideout. She then stood up while supporting herself on the couch and left the living room. In the meantime, Corey, being an avid drama- watcher, followed behind her for some gossip.
Showing herself at the door, she was hit by the afternoon sun and was dazed for a while before using her hand to block the sunlight. “Ellen,” Jared exclaimed in surprise as he felt relieved to see her in one piece.
At the same time, Lambert turned around to look at her. The sunlight shining on her made her look frail, and her long black hair was tackled by the breeze, revealing her pale face. Overall, she resembled a shaky wisp of smoke that would disappear at any moment.
Instantly, her appearance evoked distress from the two men. “Ellen, I came to pick you up.” Jared’s tone was exceptionally gentle.
She merely glanced at him and shook her head but could not hold back her emotion once again, shocking the men as tears began streaming down her face. It was then that Lambert became more certain that Jared had hurt her in some way for her to be so emotionally hurt.
When she looked up at them with teary eyes, she looked pitiful yet resilient. “I’m not leaving with you, nor am I coming back to you. Just leave!” She made it clear to Jared while standing beside Lambert.
Within seconds, the contrast in mood became evident between the two men. One was hurt while one was surprised.
“Don’t you see, Mr. Presgrave? Ellen is willing to stay with me.” Lambert gave Jared a provocative stare. “No, you must leave with me.” There was no way Jared was willing to let Ellen stay with Lambert.
Ellen shook her head again. Since she had planned to stay at Lambert’s place for only a couple of days, all she wanted from then on was some tranquillity. ‘I’m not leaving with you,” she replied determinedly.
“Fine. If you’re not, I’ll stay.” Jared was parroting her move. However, Lambert was unhappy about that. “Hey, Mr. Presgrave. This is my home, not a motel.”
“I’ll be staying in the car. If you dare to touch a strand of her hair, I’ll beat you up.” Jared turned around and left the doorway after leaving his remark. Indeed, he was dead set on spending the night inside his car outside of Lambert’s house.
“Is he nuts?” The frustrated Lambert then turned to Ellen and asked, “What happened between you two?”
Not wanting to talk about it, she looked at him gratefully. “Mr. Orey, I’m sorry to trouble you. I’ll leave after a moment.”
“Wait. You can rest assured that I don’t find you troublesome, so please stay.’ He was joyous that she declared her desire to stay. Also, he felt ecstatic in the face of a furious Jared.
Looking at the hungry and lethargic-looking woman, Lambert immediately ordered some food from a restaurant nearby and had it delivered to his doorstep. His assumption was spot on as she indeed bore an empty stomach until night came.
By the time she finished her meal, Corey had left, and she was led to a guest room on the third floor. “No one has stayed in this room before, so you can rest assured. I’ll protect you,” said Lambert.
“Mr. Orey, I’m sorry for troubling you.” Ellen was apologetic toward the kind man.
“It’s fine. Corey was the one who hit you with his car. Didn’t you already forgive him? Why don’t you see this as me making up on his behalf? It’s not a big deal, really.” He assured her, sincerely wanting to take care of her.
Nodding, she closed the door and came to the balcony that so happened to oversee the front. entrance. The car glowed under the dark sky, prompting her to wonder if Jared truly intended to stay the night in his vehicle.
At that moment, she saw a heavy-duty vehicle that seemed like a truck stop beside the car, so she continued watching curiously. Soon enough, the truck’s interior lit up, after which she took a better look and discovered it was a luxurious caravan. Stunned, she sneered, Jared even brought a caravan here. Is he being serious?
Meanwhile, Lambert, too, heard the sound of a car engine and came out to take a look. When he saw the caravan parked in the yard, he could not help but be astonished by Jared’s tolerance. It seemed like he was insisting on staying outside his house!
“Mr. Presgrave, don’t you think this is too much?” He went over to joke.
Jared stood beside the caravan watching as his assistant and bodyguards brought his daily necessities into his new home. From today onward, this caravan would be his temporary nook and office. Hugging his arms, he stared warningly at Lambert. “Don’t you touch her or have any thoughts about her. Or else, you’ll be sorry.”
Lambert raised an eyebrow. “To tell you the truth, I fell in love with her the first time I saw her at the clubhouse. Of course, I’d never force her to like me, so let’s do this fair and square. Ellen can choose whomever she likes.”
When Jared heard that, his heart sank because Lambert’s words pressured and offended him. “Sorry that you have to live out here, Young Master Jared. I’ll be heading back inside, though.” After saying that, Lambert left.
As Jared looked up at the mansion, he happened to see a thin figure on the balcony of the third floor. He looked over with his deep eyes and saw Ellen gazing at him. Though they were far apart, she could feel his stare, so she headed back inside.
Her feelings were still all over the place at the moment. Also, Connor’s words and Kevin’s pale face remained clouding her mind. She remembered she had to beg her uncle to see her brother for the last time.
Back then, Kevin was lying inside the ICU and was so skinny that he looked disfigured, which was all too different from the always-smiling older brother in her memory. Remembering how she could only look at him through the glass window, she felt like someone had ripped her heart out. How cruel had it been for Kevin to undergo such treatment during his last few moments?
On the other hand, Jared sat on the couch inside the caravan and saw a man in his fifties running over and greeting him, “Young Master Jared, you were looking for me?”
“Director Ferguson, I invited you over because I have some questions to ask you. It’s about my surgery from sixteen years ago.” Director Ferguson felt nervous. “Young Master Jared, are you not feeling well?”
“No, I’m doing fine. I heard it was you who signed the contract with the donor. I’d like to know if the donor’s family had signed the agreement willingly, or were they forced to do so?” Jared inquired.
Hearing that, Director Ferguson immediately recalled that moment. Although he was up there in age, his recollection was still unmistakable. He thought about it and shook his head. “No, I remembered the donor’s family agreed after a brief discussion while having the necessary knowledge.”
“Why did they agree to donate?”
“We did mention to the couple about their reward after donation. Adding on to the compensation the Presgrave Family was willing to provide, they agreed and signed the papers.”
“Do you have any surveillance footage that could prove the donor’s complete willingness to authorize the procedure?”
“About that… I don’t know. I’ll have to contact my old friend because he was at the scene too. He was also the attending physician back then. I can ask him if there are any videos of that moment.”
“Sure. Sorry for the trouble.” Jared nodded as he believed Director Ferguson’s statement, which also proved that Connor and his family had been lying and tricking Ellen.
Back then, his parents were with him because he was seriously injured, so none of them had personally engaged with the Aguirres. Therefore, the only ones who had in-depth knowledge of the agreement were Director Ferguson and the bodyguards at the scene.