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Chapter 819 – Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel

Posted on February 21, 2025 by admin

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They still had to entertain many guests, so they couldn’t leave. Just then, Jessie stood up. “Don’t worry about me, Dad, Mom. I can go upstairs by myself.”

“No. You are drunk. I don’t want anything to happen to you.”

She then turned around to look at the man by her side. “Can you take me to my room, Mr. Gilmore?”

The Silversteins felt a little awkward. She’s really drunk. She’s actually asking Julian to take her to her room. That’s inappropriate.

Julian was awkward as well. This wasn’t something he should do. After all, he was a guy, and she was a girl, not to mention a drunk one. There was no way he would say yes, not when her parents were around.

However, Maggie smiled. “We’re counting on you, then. Queenie’s not here, and we can’t leave. So, we’ll leave her in your hands.”

Bewildered, Brandon looked at his wife, but Maggie shot him a look. Hey, I want him to marry Jessie. Let him do something for her, alright?

The husband immediately caught onto her intention, and he patted Julian’s shoulder. “We’re counting on you, Julian.”

Well, if they’re trusting me so much, I guess I have to do this. Julian nodded. “Of course, Mr. and Mrs. Silverstein. I’ll take care of her.”

“Go on. There are too many people here. She should get some rest.”

With that, the Silverstein couple left. As soon as Jessie stood up, Julian offered his arm for her to steady herself. She held it as he led her to the lobby.

After he checked into the hotel, Julian took a keycard and went to the elevator.

Jessie was getting dizzier in the elevator and rested her head on Julian’s shoulder. He looked down and saw her full, luscious lips. For some reason, it aroused him a little.

He turned away his gaze from her tempting lips to regain focus, and the elevator door swung open soon after. Though, he realized the girl beside him couldn’t even be bothered to walk anymore.

“My head is spinning,” she muttered.

Julian had no choice but to pick her up; holding her up was a hassle but carrying her was not.

Jessie kept her weight under control, thanks to her job. And she was a dancer, too. Julian thought she felt light and soft as he carried her in his arms.

Once they reached their room, he opened the door and put her on the bed. Jessie still had her arms wrapped around his neck as he laid her down, so he ended up getting pulled toward her. Her face was only millimeters away from his. They were so close to each other that he could even hear her breathing. “Miss Silverstein, let go,” he whispered.

“Oh!” Jessie let go of him quickly upon realizing she was still hugging his neck.

While Julian felt his heart racing a mile, the drunken lady didn’t think much of the incident that transpired just now and fell asleep soon after.

Julian stayed with her in case anything was to happen.

Meanwhile, Nigel and Queenie were on the top floor enjoying the view, or rather, they were making out. Kissing their lover under the starry sky was the most memorable thing that ever happened to them.

As they were getting lovey-dovey with each other, Queenie received a call from her parents and felt rather embarrassed for a few moments. Then, she and Nigel headed for the elevator.

Nigel called Julian and asked him where Jessie was. After a short while, they showed up in the room.

After getting drunk, all Jessie wanted to do was sleep. Even with Julian beside her, she didn’t wake up at all. Though, she would have felt embarrassed if she did.

Queenie stayed back to keep an eye on her while the gentlemen left. The Silversteins stayed at the hotel for the night, with the parents sharing a room while Queenie and Jessie shared another.

Morning came, and Jessie woke up with a little hangover. Queenie, who was lying on the bed beside her, sat up and asked, “How do you feel, Jessie?”

“Queenie, how did I get here?” She had forgotten what had happened last night.

Queenie smirked teasingly. “Think long and hard. Someone took you back here.”

“Was it you?”

She shook her head. “No. Think harder.”

Jessie blinked and tilted her head. She then remembered hugging Julian’s neck, and it made her blush. That piece of memory made her remember everything that had happened, and she was overcome by mortification. I can’t believe I did that in front of Julian.

The Silversteins had lunch at the hotel and went back home after that.

Jessie’s room was refurbished. Julian called her that afternoon, telling her he had registered her for the performance class at Averna University’s School of Performance Arts. The class would last for a week. He wanted her to build up some basics for her debut.

Jessie was touched by what he did for her. She promised she would study hard and not let him down.

Brandon felt healthier than ever after finding his missing daughter. He returned to the company and told Queenie to spend some time handling her wedding.

The next morning, Queenie took Jessie to school. She had to stay there for a whole day, so Queenie went to see Nigel. They were deeply in love. Not seeing each other for an hour felt like an eternity.

Jessie reported for class. Thanks to Julian’s arrangement, she had made it to the classroom without a hitch.

Jessie picked a spot and sat down. Everyone in the class looked at her upon her arrival. Some recognized who she was, and they broke out into hushed discussion.

“Hey, isn’t she a stuntwoman? Why is she here?”

“Yeah. Is it even necessary for her to take this class? Not like she’s gonna be on camera.”

“She’s probably switching lanes. Got tired of the stuntwoman job, perhaps.”

“She should stay in her lane, though. Not everyone is talented enough to be an actress,” one arrogant woman sneered.

The lecture hall was quiet, and Jessie heard everything despite their whispering. She took her notebook out and ignored the gossip.

“Hey. What’s your name?” a girl asked.

“Jessie. Jessie Silverstein.”

“Who recommended you?” the girl asked curiously. A famous professor would be giving the lessons, and only the elites of the performing arts school could attend. An outsider would need a recommendation.

“My friend,” Jessie answered.

“Wow. They must be a big shot,” the girl said enviously. She loved how beautiful Jessie looked. Beauties were a dime a dozen in the industry, but anyone who wanted to be famous had to have the looks.

A lady professor came in and looked at everyone. Then, she started teaching. Her lecture was filled with facts and practical tips. Everyone fortunate to be in the class learned a lot from her.

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