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My Baby’s Daddy

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Chapter 1482

Man, she’s a princess. She’s not suited for work. She’d be better off as a wife… Holy sh*t. Did I just consider

marrying her? Nigel froze up for a moment. 

“Help me up, Mr. Manson,” Queenie pleaded. 

He extended his hand, and she held it like a crutch as she stood up. Queenie took a few steps, but her legs were still

numb. 

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“Don’t come to work tomorrow,” Nigel blurted. 

Queenie stared at him. “Why?” 

“You’re not a good assistant. You’re fired,” he said coldly., 

Is he looking down on me? She bit her lip. “Fine, I quit. I don’t think I’m fast enough for the job. I don’t wanna waste

your money,” she agreed right away. 

Queenie waited for him at the office’s doorstep, and he came out holding a document. The moment he saw her, a

smile curled his lips. She was beautiful, curvy, and sweet to the eyes. The light that shone on her almost made her

look like an 

angel, and there was not an ounce of darkness in her eyes. Purity was all that existed. 

Beauties were a dime a dozen in this society, but Queenie felt different from those ladies. Nigel narrowed his eyes

calmly, but there was a hint of admiration in them. When he went by Queenie, he said coolly, “Let’s go.” 

She followed him to the car park, and he asked, “Did you drive to work?” 

“Yeah.” 

“Get in my car,” he demanded. 

Queenie didn’t object and went into the passenger seat, thereafter Nigel drove them to a restaurant he picked.

Queenie was starving. She had cafeteria food that afternoon, but it wasn’t filling. Work exhausted her as well, so

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she wolfed down the food they ordered. 

Nigel smiled. Every woman would put on the act of elegance when they were in his presence, but only she would

show him her real self. She doesn’t want me to take her food, huh? 

At this moment, her phone rang. She picked it up and snapped, “What the hell do you want?” 

“Bonnie and I love each other. Don’t give me any trouble this Friday,” Leslie warned coldly. 

Queenie put her cutlery down and sneered, “Listen here, Leslie. Bonnie is my sister. You slept with her, so you’d

better not dump her.” 

Leslie asked hoarsely, “You’re giving your blessing? To us?”