Filed To Story: Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel
“Who is that stuntwoman? Why does Master Julian care about her so much? She even gets everything an A-lister gets.”
“Are you sure about that?”
“Yeah. I printed the contract myself and even took a look at it. She’s getting an A-lister’s resources, alright.”
“I wonder how he managed to convince President Gilmore to sign this. We would never have signed on someone with no acting chops otherwise.”
“Yeah. Master Julian must have faced a lot of pressure for this.”
“Of course. President Gilmore is someone who doesn’t care about anyone. The company’s profit comes first.”
Jessie hid in the cubicle, and her face turned red as she listened to their conversation. She had conflicting emotions about it.
So, he had to endure so much just to sign me on. She emerged from the restroom and looked at Julian, who was sitting before the French window. She swore to herself she would keep going on, no matter how hard the path would be, just for him.
The sun shone on him, and it added some charms to his exquisite features, but for some reason, Jessie had sensed an air of solitude about him. She felt a twinge in her heart as she looked at him. She then walked over and sat beside him. “Thanks for signing me on. I won’t let you down.”
“Don’t feel pressured. Just do your best.” There was confidence in his eyes. He believed she would do well.
Jessie loved acting. Since becoming a stuntwoman, being an actress had been her dream. She wanted to play different roles and challenge herself. It was the reason she worked so hard, and now she would work even harder. She would never let Julian down.
“Let’s go. I’ll take you home.”
“There’s no need for that. I can just get a ride.”
“No. The scandal is making the rounds fast. Some of the more raving fans might hurt you. I need to make sure you get home safe and sound,” he said seriously.
Meanwhile, Lina heard the news of Nigel’s engagement that morning, and it shocked her. If Nigel were to be engaged, she would have no chance to get close to him. She still had the photos Bonnie sent her last time. It wasn’t the first time she observed them, but no matter how many times she looked at them, she still thought the woman in the photos looked like Queenie. She really wanted to make these photos public, but she had lost contact with Bonnie for days.
Deleting the photos would be a waste, though. She wanted to use them somehow, as this was her only chance to win Nigel over. If these photos managed to ruin Nigel’s engagement, she would have had a chance to get close to Nigel.
However, Lina wasn’t going to expose herself as the mastermind. The Mansons were too powerful. If they realized this was all her doing, they would come after her family. She wasn’t so stupid as to put her family and her life on the line. All she wanted was to sabotage Queenie and obstruct her engagement.
First things first, she had to get her hands on Penelope’s number and send her these photos. Rumors said Penelope was a powerful woman who was a part of the Manson Family. Nobody would ever dare to cross her.
Hmm, my friend’s mother met up with Brenda before. I think I can get Brenda’s phone number from her.
Lina made the call and promised her friend she would give her a spot on her private jet the next time she went on a vacation. Her friend readily agreed to the favor because of that.
Lina got a number a while later. She looked at it, feeling smug. I bet Queenie wouldn’t expect an interrogation from the Mansons. Let’s change that, shall we?
Brenda returned home at six. The moment she got out of her car, her phone kept ringing. She wondered who it was. And six messages at the same time?
She checked the messages out, and what she saw shocked her to the core. The woman in the photos was Queenie, and the images were explicit. That woman was resting her chin on the arm of a man, and Brenda could see the man’s hair in the corner of the photo. He also stuck his tongue out. Just the sight of this made her feel uncomfortable.
The following images were even more disgusting, so she swiftly turned her phone off. Her mind was in chaos. Who sent these? Is that Queenie? Did she date someone before? And she even took these photos?
No matter how much Brenda liked Queenie, she couldn’t accept this. The woman in the images was the definition of lurid. Brenda decided to get to the bottom of this as she wanted to know if the woman was really Queenie. Though, in her mind, she already suspected that it was indeed Queenie who was in the photos and that the photos were taken two years ago. If only she had met Bonnie before, she wouldn’t have thought so.
Brenda didn’t notice the overuse of filters in the photos. All she thought was the woman looked really beautiful. She heaved a sigh. Ladies should respect themselves, and they should never walk down the wrong path. If these photos get out, it’s going to ruin her reputation.
She called Nigel, and as soon as the call connected, she could hear her son happily say, “Hey, Mom.”
“Come back home tonight, Nigel.”
“Sure. Queenie’s with me. I’ll bring her along.”
“Is she right beside you? Does she know I’m calling you?”
“What’s wrong, Mom?”
“Just answer my question.”
“No, she’s playing golf. She’s a bit far away.” He noticed Queenie swinging her club, and he gesticulated at her.
Queenie beamed at him and swung her club. Brenda continued, “Nigel, come home alone tonight. Don’t bring Queenie along. We need to talk.”
“What happened? Just tell me, Mom.”
“Can’t talk over a phone call. Just take her home and come back,” she ordered and hung up.
Nigel was flummoxed. Okay, Mom’s being stern. Something big must have happened, and Queenie’s involved. Does Mom have anything to complain about? I gotta find out.
Queenie made a good swing. Happily, she came back to Nigel. She was in white sports attire, and her hair was tied in a ponytail. She looked like a fresh graduate who was full of life. When she approached him, she wrapped her arms around his neck. Nigel held her and spun her around. He then kissed Queenie before putting her down.
Since there was a distance between them and the car, she purred, “Can you give me a ride on your back, Nigel?”
He would do anything just for her. And he had wanted to give her a piggyback ride even before she had asked for it.
Nigel hunkered down, and Queenie quickly leaped onto his back. He easily lifted her. Strolling across the plains under the sunset was a romantic feeling.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned on his back, a sweet smile curling her lips.
“I’ll take you home first. I need to settle something tonight,” he said.
“We aren’t having dinner together?”
“This might take a while. Spend some time with Jessie.”
“Yeah. I do need to spend more time with Jessie.” Queenie thought she needed to stay with Jessie more as they had just reunited not long ago.
After Nigel sent her home, he quickly went back to the Manson Residence. His mother sounded stern, and he wanted to know what had happened.
Brenda had yet to have dinner. Her husband hadn’t come back, and neither was her son. When it was about 7.30PM, she heard someone parking their car in the yard, and her son came in soon after.
“What’s wrong, Mom?” Nigel sat beside her. He was surprised to see her so depressed.
“Nigel, tell me the truth. Has Queenie dated anyone before? How far have they gone?” Brenda wanted to know more about Queenie’s past. The images still haunted her. She was worried Nigel might marry the wrong woman. It would mean disaster for the family.