Chapter 332 – Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel

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It all still felt like a dream to her.

Anastasia had only returned to the country with Jared then to live a quiet life where she would steadily earn money to raise the child. She had only planned to keep her focus on her career and her child. However, she somehow managed to gain a husband within a year of coming back here.

Come to think of it, she and Elliot had only been together for only about a year.

Back at the Tillman Residence, Erica started treating Francis like he was a stranger after she found out the truth of her birth.

She would try her best to not call him ‘Dad’. Her eyes when she looked at him were those of an outsider’s.

Francis was sitting on the sofa when he noticed Erica all dressed up and ready to leave. Out of concern, he asked, “Erica, where are you going so late at night.”

“I am heading out.”

“It’s too late. It is not safe for a girl like you to go out by yourself. Why don’t you just stay at home and take a rest?”

“I have an appointment with a friend,” she muttered with her head low before she left.

“This daughter of ours is getting more and more stubborn!” Francis sighed as he shook his head. When Naomi heard that, she smoothly hugged him around his neck from behind and said, “Don’t bother with her, my dear. She is an adult now. You can’t make her decisions for her.” He turned and threw a glance at his wife briefly before she sat down with him. “Francis,” she started. “Anastasia is getting engaged soon. What do you think we should give her as a present?”

Francis had given a proper thought about what dowry he could give before. After thinking about it for a moment, he told Naomi, “I am not sure what she doesn’t have. Let me ask her. We will give her anything she doesn’t already have!”

Naomi’s face murred sour then. She was starting to maghty all the good ways Francis was treating Anastasia. It even seemed to her as though Francis couldn’t wait to give out all the money he had if he could.

“Would you give her the company as a dowry if she wanted it?”

He momentarily froze at her words. “Anastasia is the one who will take over my company anyway!”

“How about Erica, then? Are you going to give her the company too if that is what she wants?” Naomi tried probing.

“But Erica doesn’t have a spouse yet!”

She was getting madder by the second. She eventually stood up and as she was walking away, she turned to look at Francis for a short second, the murderous intent evident on her face.

It suddenly felt like Naomi was cold hearted enough to do anything then. Francis was the one who forced her to the point of no return. She and her daughter would really not have any share of the company if she didn’t do something about it.

She went upstairs and took a bottle of pills from the corner of a cabinet. She then poured the content into a bottle of antihypertensive pills that Francis now had to take one pill daily.

The newly added pills would not immediately cause death. What it would do was trigger Francis’ ailment by increasing his blood pressure and causing him to have heart problems. It could easily lead to a heart-attack-induced accident.

This would be a murder without a weapon. Francis only had himself to blame for this.

After she had poured the pills into the container, she sent Alex a message, ‘I have switched out the pills. We will let him take it consistently for a few days, and you can find a chance to take him somewhere far before we execute our plan.

Alex’s reply came soon after. ‘Got it. Thank you, Naomi.’

Francis took a pill before he slept that night, and Naomi coldly watched him do it.

Erica was staying over at Alex’s place for the night. Her mother had reminded her to not tell Alex regarding her birth, which was why she had to keep it to herself despite how there were no secrets between her and Alex.

“Erica, my plan with your mom is about to begin. You can’t start panicking when the time comes,” he reminded her. She was the one among the three of them that he was most worried would freak out.

Alex didn’t know that Erica had already treated Francis like a stranger that had no ties to her at some point.

She replied in a cold voice, “Don’t worry. You and Mom can go ahead as planned. I won’t get in the way. don’t care if my dad lives or dies.”

Hearing that, Alex began to muse about how Naomi had managed to raise her daughter to be as cruel as she was.

A handsome young man stood by the French windows of the luxurious hotel suite. He had on a white high-collared sweater, but despite how warm it looked, it did nothing to suppress the chill emitting from his body.

“Why haven’t you found her?” Arthur’s angry eyes glared at his subordinates.

“Young Master, we did find her after we took a look at the CCTV recording, but it is difficult for us to know what she really looks like because of how well the heavy makeup she had on covered her features. That is why we still haven’t found out who she is.”

He narrowed his eyes upon hearing that. He remembered how much of a nightmare the woman was when she hopped into his car with yers of makeup and that cheap perfume on.

She even insulted him with her poor tastes.

He would really have lost his family heirloom if he still couldn’t find her. The heirloom was something that his mother had personally given to him so that he could hand it to his wife, and have it passed down to their children and grandchildren.

But now, it had been stolen by this darn female thief.

“Young Master, we will be keeping an eye on all the second-hand jewelry stores as we look and wait for the woman. We will be notified immediately if she were to visit any of those stores.”

Arthur, of course, didn’t want to just wait. He also didn’t want his belongings to be touched by the woman. As someone who had mysophobia, he was disgusted by the thought of having someone else lay hands on something that belonged to him.

He hated how there was a lingering scent of the other person even if his item was to be returned to him someday.

He could always throw it away and buy a new one if it was something of little importance. This, however, was a family heirloom that had been passed down for more than two centuries. There was only one of it in the world. It was meant to continue being passed down for generations to come.

The bodyguards had a question for Arthur that they didn’t dare ask out loud. Why would you bring a family heirloom out and about whenever you leave home, Young Master?

Don’t you know how hard it is to find something like this once it is lost?!

But then again, the bodyguards were only brave enough to grumble to themselves.

Arthur gritted his teeth. Beneath his curly long eyelashes was a face that looked as though it had been sculpted by the hands of God himself. Now, however, it was showing an unreadable expression.

He finally let out a sigh. “Fine! I will give you a little more time. Find it before the end of the festive season.”

“Understood!” The bodyguards had no choice but to comply.

It was still up in the air whether or not they could find it.

They couldn’t help but sigh at how brave the woman was to steal something that belonged to Arthur, out of all the other people she could steal from. The man who looked like he would never hurt a fly was, in fact, the incarnation of the Devil himself. They could only imagine the kind of terrible fate that awaited the woman if they were to find her.

At the same time, a woman on a beach abroad sneezed multiple times. She wondered whether someone was thinking about her or talking behind her back.

The sun shone on her body and one. could vaguely see a glowing, colorful round diamond under her white shirt.

To keep such a precious thing safe, she could only wear it from time to time and would eventually search for an opportunity to return it to its owner.

However, she avoided returning to her home country as she was running away from her marriage. Therefore, she would keep it on her for now.

At 12.00PM the next day, Anastasia took her son back to the Tillman Residence for lunch. Naomi pretended to be polite and warmly welcomed Anastasia. Before Francis’ death, I must not act suspiciously around him.

“Jared, this is my Christmas present for you.” Francis handed a huge present filled with cash to Jared.

An took it instead. “Dad, he is still young, so al of them for him is enough.” “No way! He is my only grandson, so I must spoil him.” In fact, he felt that he should give Jared a fancier present.

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