Filed to story: Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel
He already realized that Zacharias was up when his call got disconnected.
However, he wasn’t sure why his boss would hang up on him. Could it be that Mr. Flintstone is annoyed that I woke him up, even at his age?
It was because Freddie was puzzled that he decided to come upstairs to check it out for himself. When it came to work, he always maintained a serious and responsible attitude. Even if it meant offending his boss, he couldn’t be careless about his work.
Upon arriving at the second floor, he found Tony coming out with messy hair.
Tony’s hair, usually well-styled, was now a bit disheveled, resembling a bird’s nest.
Freddie thought that asking the young man to disturb his uncle might be better compared to him disturbing his boss.
“Mr. Tony, could you do me a favor? Can you wake up the vice president? Our convoy is waiting outside.” Tony scratched his head. “Alright, wait a moment!” “Thank you!” Freddie breathed a sigh of relief; Tony was more suitable for the task.
Tony went upstairs and headed toward the master bedroom. Feeling sleepy, he rubbed his eyes while reaching for the door handle of his uncle’s room.
His method of waking someone up involved going next to the bed and lifting the covers, so he didn’t think there was anything inappropriate, especially when the person he would be waking up was his uncle. At that, he opened the door and glanced at the gray bed, instantly rousing his still-booting brain.
What the heck? There’s a woman in Uncle Zacharias’ arm! Who is she? Even though she had her back to him, and he could only see her long hair under the covers, Tony still recognized her.
It was Shirley!
What happened last night? What in the world did I miss?
Shirley instantly woke up from her slumber upon hearing the door open, and she looked in the direction of the sound to find Tony standing there while she lay in Zacharias’ arms, embracing him tightly.
The man who had choked on his tea looked visibly relieved. After hearing the discussion, Shirley had no choice but to give up. “Okay, I’ll wait until my internship is over, and then I’ll work with you, Great Uncle.” “You’ll have to ask your father!” Ren didn’t dare make that decision.
“Shirley, interning with Zacharias can be a great learning experience. I think it’s a good idea,” Ruka advised.
“You are right, Great Aunt.” In the end, Shirley had to drop the matter.
“Mr. and Mrs. Husson, please rest assured. I will take good care of Shirley!” Zacharias promised.
Suddenly, Ren understood the reason for the kick he received from his wife earlier. He could see that his great-niece and Zacharias were surprisingly well matched.
If Zacharias became a part of the family, it would be wonderful.
“We also trust that you will take good care of Shirley, Zach.” Ruka smiled.
After dinner, Zacharias and Ren went upstairs to discuss business while Ruka took Shirley to her collection room. The older woman had noticed that Shirley’s attire was too androgynous, so she had prepared some beautiful dresses and coats for her during the last appointment with the tailor. These were very youthful and fashionable clothes.
Meanwhile, she also gave Shirley a set of jewelry, encouraging her to dress up when going out. Shirley happily accepted the gift. She was touched by the warmth and love of her elders.
This weekend, she would be visiting her grandmother’s house. That would be the perfect opportunity for her to dress up.
At 9.00PM, Zacharias’ convoy headed toward the Flintstone Residence.
At the entrance and exit checkpoint of the Flintstone Residence, Imogen and another team member were on duty tonight. Seeing the convoy returning, Imogen immediately straightened up in nervousness and excitement.
As the convoy approached, though she couldn’t see who was inside, she knew Zacharias was there. She was elated just imagining his handsome and charming appearance.
At that moment, Zacharias noticed Imogen. Remembering her bravery in protecting himfrom an attack last time, he signaled the bodyguards to stop the car.
“Stop” The bodyguard immediately halted the car. Zacharias then lowered the window and asked Imogen, “How’s your injury?” Imogen was extremely moved upon hearing that. She hadn’t expected Zacharias to personally inquire about her well-being. “Thank you for your concern, but it’s nothing serious,” she quickly replied.
As Imogen was still processing this unexpected attention, she suddenly saw another face appearing beside Zacharias. Shirley leaned over and greeted her.
“Imogen.” Imogen’s smile froze for a moment. She hadn’t anticipated that Shirley and Zacharias would be in the same car. However, she continued smiling. “Hi, Shirley.” Zacharias raised the car window, his large hand gently capturing Shirley as she leaned in. On the other hand, Shirley glared at him in frustration, wishing he wouldn’t act as he pleased.
Zacharias lowered his head and planted a kiss on her hair. Shirley then silently pushed him away.
Imogen’s gaze fixed on the car from the checkpoint, and a strong sense of jealousy welled up in her eyes. Back at the base, she had focused on building a friendship with Shirley. They shared meals, accommodation, and training, and there was no apparent difference between them.
Now, however, with Shirley and Zacharias sitting in the same car, the stark contrast between them became evident.
Imogen suddenly realized that the man she admired from a distance was within reach for Shirley.
As Shirley got out of the car, Zacharias opened the door and invited her in. “This way, Miss Lloyd.” He treated her as the mistress of the estate, willingly becoming the dark knight protecting her.
Meanwhile, Shirley found it amusing. She couldn’t quite get used to seeing Zacharias becoming more mischievous.
As Tony came down from the second floor, his gaze fell on the returning pair. He grinned with a hint of mischief and couldn’t help bringing up the morning incident. “Uncle Zacharias, I envy you guys! You get to share a blanket for warmth on such a cold day. As for me, I’m freezing like a lonely stray!” Shirley decided to ignore his reference to the morning incident. Why is he bringing it up when I’m pretending that it did not happen? she grumbled to herself.
“Tony, you look like you’re itching somewhere. Do you want me to give you a scratch?” Shirley playfully taunted.
“Uncle Zacharias, Uncle Zacharias, you better control your future wife! She’s threatening me.” Tony immediately hid behind Zacharias while chuckling. Shirley was left speechless.
But Zacharias was in a good mood. “She wouldn’t punish you if you hadn’t provoked her?” Tony immediately said, “I knew that you two would be on each other’s side.
What am I even doing here?” “You’re becoming more and more unruly!” Shirley remarked angrily with her hands on her hips. Tony finally stopped joking. Still, he had put a lot of effort into making Zacharias marry Shirley.
Zacharias had never noticed any lovable qualities in Tony before, but today, Zacharias found his nephew a bit cute.
“I’m ignoring you guys. I’m going back to my room. Pretend I don’t exist. If you want to act all lovey- dovey or sleep together, go ahead. I won’t disturb you,” Tony quickly went upstairs, genuinely afraid that Shirley would hit him.
Once Tony left, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became a bit suggestive.
Zacharias looked at Shirley. “If you’re still scared tonight, my room is always open for you.” “No, I’d rather go ghost hunting than sleep in your bed,” she retorted nonchalantly.
Zacharias chuckled. “I didn’t expect you to know how to hunt ghosts, Miss Lloyd.
Impressive. But before you go to sleep, can you make me a cup of coffee? I still have to work overtime.” “Coffee at this hour? No wonder you have trouble sleeping. Relying on sleeping pills daily isn’t a solution either. How about switching to tea?” Shirley suggested.
Zacharias suddenly felt loved. He smiled and said, “Alright, I’ll go with your suggestion.” He then went upstairs. She made him a cup of tea, carrying it to his study.
Watching the man put on his silver-framed glasses again, his air of nobility seemed even stronger. She couldn’t help but steal a few more glances before leaving. When she got back to her room, her phone beeped. It was a message from Imogen. ‘Shirley, sorry I didn’t see you in the car just now.
Shirley replied, ‘It’s okay. If your injury isn’t healed, take a break for now!” This minor injury is nothing. It seems like you have a good relationship with Mr.