Filed To Story: Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel
Willow returned to her seat, supporting her chin as she recalled everything that had happened. If he did not care about her life, why would he pick her up when the mouse ran up to her just now? Or did he take care of her on a whim?
She let out a sigh. He was working, so she decided not to bother him. “Miss Presgrave, there would be quite a crowd later. After we pick up Mr. Easteria later, we’ll take him here to meet up with you.” “All right.” Willow nodded, not wanting to leave the cafe right now, either.
The bodyguard went downstairs 10 minutes earlier. Just then, Aimee got up and went downstairs too, leaving Jasper alone. She wore a pair of sunglasses, which was an advanced video camera. All the videos she recorded would be sent to Jasper’s computer while he was in charge of analyzing their client’s identity so that they could lock onto their target easier.
Passengers began to appear one after the other. The bodyguard held up a sign with the words ‘Troy Easteria’ written on it.
Soon, the bodyguard quickly locked in on a target. The man was about 6 feet tall and wore fashionable sunglasses. Behind him, two bodyguards were carrying simple suitcases as they followed him. He paused in front of the welcoming signs, then walked toward the bodyguard.
“Welcome, Mr. Easteria.” The bodyguard smiled as he spoke. “Thank you.” Troy Easteria flashed a handsome. smile. His features indicated mixed lineage, and there was a sapphire on his left ear, injecting a hint of charm into his handsomeness. He was 26 years old, but he exuded the aura of a womanizer. “This way, please. The young lady is waiting for you.”
“Miss Presgrave, right? We met each other once when we were young.’ Troy still remembered. the princess of the Presgrave Family, Back then, she was five, and he was eight. They were at a banquet, and she was dancing alone on the stage. She received applause from every guest there, and it was then that he was attracted to this little princess.
As such, the bodyguard led Troy to the cafe. They were not in a rush to check into the hotel in the city, anyway, so it would be the same no matter where they met.
As soon as Troy walked into the cafe, he noticed the attractive figure sitting by the window. He had not seen her in years, but she still had a princess-like aura surrounding her.
Jasper caught sight of the person who had just walked in. He did not mind at first, but when he saw Troy walking over to Willow and greeting her, he instantly stopped halfway through typing. ‘Long time no see, Miss Presgrave.”
Willow looked up at Troy, then stood up politely. “Have we met before?” “Yes. You were five, and I was eight. We were at a banquet abroad.” He examined her, then said in amazement, “You haven’t changed much.”
“How can that be? I’ve grown from a child into an adult, at least!’ she said, laughing. “That’s true. You’re a lovely and pretty woman now.” He smiled as he expressed his agreement.
“If you’re not in a hurry to get to the hotel, let’s sit down and talk,” Willow told him. She had a friendly tone as if they had been friends forever. Troy was a casual guy as well. He said, with great pleasure, “Of course, I’m not in a hurry. It’s my honor to chat with you, Miss Presgrave.”
She picked up the cup of coffee and subconsciously glanced in a direction, curving her lips. She wanted a certain man to see that she was not without admirers. As she spoke, she accidentally spilled the coffee. The liquid splashed onto the table, and some even dripped onto the floor.
“Are you okay, Miss Presgrave?” Troy hastily got up and asked in concern. Willow got up as well, smiling and suggesting. “It’s okay. Let’s change seats. With that, she reached out and pulled Troy along, switching their seats so that she would sit beside Jasper while still facing Troy. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at a man who was hard at work.
“Troy, thanks for attending my nephew’s baby shower.” When she referred to him by his first name, Troy was so elated that his eyes shone. He could not help but chuckle. “Can I call you Willy?”
“Yup, of course! Everyone calls me Willy.” When she finished speaking, she supported her chin, smiling as she gazed at Troy with her huge beautiful eyes. Troy felt something plucking his heartstrings. He thought of something, then retrieved a cute crystal rabbit from his pocket. “For you.”
She reached out and took it, expressing in pleasant surprise, ‘It’s so pretty!” “I saw it on my way here and liked it, so I bought it. It’s perfect as a gift for you.”
“I can hang it on my bag.” With that, she attached the rabbit to her purse. It served as an ornament. “It’s just a little toy. I’ll give you something even better when I get to the city,” Troy said, smiling.
Willow curved her lips into a smile. “I’m the host, so I should be the one welcoming you. If there are any gifts involved, they should come from me.” “Lend me your car, then! My private jet couldn’t send me here, so they couldn’t ship my car either.”
“Sure! I have six sports cars, so take your pick.” She smiled generously. “My brother has some, too. If you fancy any of those, you can tell me.” “I heard that your brother has a personally. customized car that’s the only one of its kind. I’m curious to see it.” “Sure! I can ask him to take you out on a road trip in that car,” she said.
“I’ll look forward to it, then, Troy said, elated. Jasper heard everything they said and was so absorbed in it that he ignored Aimee’s voice for a few seconds. “Jasper, are you listening? Did you screenshot their license plate?” She could not help but ask again, for she received no response the first time..
“I did.”
“Good. Come down, then! I’ll wait for you in the car.” Jasper closed his laptop and stuffed it into his laptop case. When he was lifting it, he glanced at Troy, whose gaze remained on Willow’s face as if it was glued to her.
He got up and walked over to them, but Willow rose on purpose and extended her arm to block his path. “Excuse me,” the man spoke in a low voice.
Willow looked mischievously at Jasper with a raised eyebrow and said, “You didn’t say please.” “Please excuse me, Miss Presgrave,” he said through gritted teeth, his deep eyes locked onto her.
It was only then that she retracted her arm and made way. Although Jasper left, she felt at sense of disappointment instead. Troy blinked, then whipped around to look at Jasper’s receding figure. It had only been a few seconds, but Troy could sense that Jasper was not any ordinary man.
He then remembered Willow switching places on purpose, then blocking the man’s path intentionally, along with the conversation she shared with him. It felt like she was not chatting with him in earnest. Instead, she seemed to be provoking someone.
“Miss Presgrave, who was that just now?” Troy asked straightforwardly. She shook her head. “No one.” “It’s someone you like, isn’t it? I can’t believe there’s someone you can’t get.” He was interested in this matter. Willow, however, refused to admit it. ‘What? I’m not trying to get him.”
“Do you need help?” Troy, on the other hand, was intent on helping her get the man. She blinked. “You’ll help me?” “I can work perfectly with you as long as I’m in Averna.”
Willow never thought that Troy would offer to help her. She felt it was not a bad idea, so she nodded and said, “All right. I’ll treat you to meals and stuff when you’re in Averna, so when I need you to put on an act, just play along.”
“Of course.” He had always been a mischievous person. Some people in this world were on the same wavelengths; they would not be attracted to each other but could have fun together regardless. Willow and Troy were probably one such example.
Three days later, the Presgraves’ baby shower was held in a private manor. Almost 200 guests turned up for the occasion, and every guest came with an outstanding reputation.
Jared carried his son in his arms as he led his wife, Ellen, who had just gotten out of confinement, into the hall. Standing before the tall and handsome man, she wore a gray evening dress that looked gentle and elegant. Her long hair framed her pretty face, and because of her recent pregnancy, she had an aura of lushness and abundance.
As words of congratulations sounded from the people around them, Jared and Ellen smiled and nodded in response. The guests were amazed at the young child of the Presgrave Family, who was born with a golden spoon. How amazing to be blessed since birth!
Meanwhile, the child lying asleep in his father’s arms was completely oblivious. His small features were tinted pink, and even though his tiny face was plump, he looked very much like his father. Willow brought Troy over to look at her nephew. He envied the family, but his heart still longed for the freedom of unattachment.
The baby shower proceeded smoothly. Many elders were present, making the younger generations, like Willow, feel a little stressed, so she took Troy out for a drive. As the night fell, they sat in a high- class bar, gazing at the glimmering stars outside the window. She held the wine glass in her hand and could not help but think of that man.
Seeing her in a daze, Troy, sitting next to her, had the urge to help her. “If you miss him so much, just go to him!” “I can’t do that. He thinks I’m annoying and kept getting in his way,” Willow said sullenly.
Troy studied her. Everyone would love this little princess of the Presgrave Family. She was perfect in terms of background, looks, and personality, so what man would not like her?
“He’s just blind for not seeing your best sides. Don’t worry. I’m here.” He comforted her. Willow picked up the wine glass and took a sip from it. However, somewhere nearby, a paparazzi who had managed to get in spotted them. He quickly raised his phone and took a shot.
He recognized her because she was in a recently released photo of a banquet held for rich young ladies all around the world. He had been in this line of work long enough to recognize Willow right away.
When he saw the handsome man sitting opposite her, he was delighted at his luck, for he managed to take a shot of Miss Presgrave’s romantic affair.
At that moment, Troy caught sight of the reporter out of the corner of his eye. Then, a malicious idea occurred to him. He got up and walked over to Willow, then loosely put an arm around her, saying, “Willy, do you see a reporter over there? Do you want to hit the headlines with me tomorrow?”
“What?!”
A shocked Willow was ready to look, but Troy placed his hand on the side of her head and stopped her. “Don’t look. Let him take the photos.” “Do you really want to be in the headlines tomorrow?” Willow asked.
“Since you can’t find Jasper, why don’t you present yourself to him? Make him feel a sense of urgency. Even if he doesn’t come looking for you, you have to let him know that you’ve been doing well without him.”
Willow found him sensible, so she nodded. “Alright, I’ll play along.” Troy picked up a flower from the vase and presented it to her with one knee on the floor, looking as though he was proposing to her.
Willow was startled for a moment before taking the flower from him with a smile. The paparazzo never stopped taking photos of them since this was big news. He managed to capture the photos of Willow getting proposed to.
After Willow and Troy were done putting on an act, they left the place. Meanwhile, the paparazzo contacted the biggest mediat company, wanting to sell those photos to the other party.
When the person from the media company heard that, he immediately bought the photos from him and decided to make it the headline the next day.
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