Her Adopted Baby’s Daddy: Chapter 7

We were half way through the food. Ivy was back on my lap. I fed her the mashed potatoes and minced meat while I cut through my steak.

“You said it was also scary?” He said “How?”

I looked at him. Clearly shaken up with the way he brought it up.

“Hmm, well…” I swallowed “…It’s safe to predict people’s actions, cause you know what’s coming and what to expect from them. But unpredictable people are scary to be around.”

I looked at him “You never know what to expect from them. They do things you never think they’d do. They surprise you in many ways, both good and bad. So for me, even though it’s fun to be around unpredictable people for a while, but not knowing what to expect from them scares me.”

He sat there just looking at me. Then he smiled.

“So you like being around me even though it scares you” he said.

I nodded slowly.

“I’ve not known you for long but the way you are when Ivy is around, the way you treat her, it makes me happy”. I smiled at him.

“I’ve avoided dating since my last relationship ended – tragically” I added. “And after I adopted Ivy, the what-I-call-suitors just…fled” I said. “No man wants to date a single mom.”

Silence.

“Ivy’s adopted?” That’s all he asked.

I looked at him.

Did I just say that?

Oh well, Jules keep running your mouth to a stranger.

Good job.

Well done.

“Hmm, yes” That’s all I could say.

“When?” He asked.

“It’s almost a year” I said trying to hold back.

“She’s a year old right?” He asked again.

“Yes” I said “She just clocked one a few weeks ago” I added.

He nodded.

“Well, from what you said, I don’t actually like children, they make me irritated. But Ivy? Ivy’s special. She’s not like other kids. She’s just…right” he sighed. I smiled looking at Ivy playing with a toy I brought along.

“She is” I sighed. “She’s the only family I have left. I never want to lose her. My prayer everyday is for God to let her be mine forever.”

I looked at him. Something flicked in his eyes but it went quickly.

“I know it’s selfish. I know her biological parents might want her back someday…but I can’t give her up. Not now, not ever. I love her…and she is mine, no matter what our DNA says”.

He was silent.

We finished dinner then he drove us home.

“Thanks for dinner tonight” I said when we arrived at my house “I enjoyed it…and the company.”

He smiled looking at me.

“I did too.”

Silence.

“I should…” I said.

“Yea” he opened the back seat and carried the carrier where Ivy was sleeping peacefully. We walked to my door and I unlocked it.

“Well…” I turned to him taking the carrier “…goodnight.”

“Goodnight” he said.

I smiled at him, entered the house and shut the door behind me.

I locked the door and went upstairs to Ivy’s room. I carried her out of the carrier gently and placed her in her crib. I didn’t want to disturb her, so I left her clothes on. I removed the headband and her shoes, kissed her cheek and left the room.

I went to mine which was beside hers. I took my clothes off and got into my nightie. I washed my make up off then I got into bed with a smile on my face.

I was so tired.

Ceaser’s POV

I didn’t know what to think or what next to do. My next move was jumbled up in my head due to some facts I learnt about Jules tonight or maybe it was because of the weird feelings I have for her.

I was beyond confused about the whole situation. This wasn’t part of my plan. I didn’t want to get emotionally involved and I was.

No need denying that.

I called John immediately. I was on my way back home after dropping off Jules and Ivy.

“Sir?” He said after he answered the phone.

“You didn’t give me the full information about my daughter’s guardian” I told him.

“I was gonna tell you everything but you…”

“I want that file tomorrow. Make sure it’s up to date. I want everything you can get on her. Who she’s with every second of the day, I also want the police records on her. Parking tickets, jail time and the rest.”

“You want to start piling her information to make a case?” He asked.

“No” I answered.

“Cause it doesn’t look like she’s had a second of jail time” he said.

Of course I knew that.

“I just want everything you have on her!” I snapped at him and ended the call.

I sighed.

I needed to get my head straight. I have to stop thinking about her. She always had a way of sneaking into my head, into my thoughts and it wasn’t helping the situation, ‘my’ situation.

What was going on with me? It hasn’t even been a month and I’m feeling this way about her. How will I feel once the month is over?

To be honest, I have no idea what I feel for her. I just know when’s she around I get all messed up. My insides feel mushy and gooey.

WTF am I saying? Where the heck are these words coming from?

I pulled into my drive way and switched the engine off. I sighed and tried to clear my thoughts before I entered my house but then I picked up her scent.

Vanilla.

She always smelled of vanilla. And now my goddamn car was smelling of vanilla.

Well, how the heck am I suppose to clear my thoughts off her if my goddamn car smells of her.

Well good for me.

I got out of the car, slammed the door shut – angrily – and went into the house.

Wish me luck in getting some sleep.

I really really need it.

*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*

John brought the file in the morning and I had just finished reading it.

She’s an only child. She graduated with a 4.0 GPA and was the top of her class in the University. Moved here when she got her job. Broke up with her boyfriend for sleeping with her roommate – sonofabitch. Her parents visited her often especially during holidays. She also went home once in a while. Her parents died in a plane crash on their way back home after visiting her. Since then, her social life which wasn’t that social became zero. She worked harder than before which earned her a lot of promotions. She lost herself in her work.

Then 5-6 months after her parents’ death. She decided to adopt a child; she finalized everything and got full custody of an orphan.

I clenched my jaw at that.

Ivy would never be an orphan. She had me – in a way.

I didn’t know what to do with the information I had. Oh and well, she was clean, as expected.

I wonder how she handled her parents’ death.

Oh stop this bullsh*t Ceaser!

I mentally scolded myself.

Is there a word for how confusing this confusion has become more confusing than I’ve ever been confused in my life?

Believe me…it’s more confusing than that.

I snapped out of my thoughts when my phone rang.

“Mum?” I said into the phone.

“You keep forgetting you have a mother don’t you?” She asked.

“How would I ever forget” I said.

“Ceaser we’re worried about you” I could sense that sadness again “There’s a charity ball at the McGraw’s next weekend. I want you to be there.”

“Mum…”

“I’m not asking Ceaser” she said “And I invited Brittany Murphy.”

“Mum, if you want me to come, you’ll have to let me bring someone” I told her.

“Cause I know you have no one, so I invited her.”

“Mum, I’ll bring someone.”

“Really?” She sounded shocked.

“Yes mum.”

“Okay. And your father wants to talk to you about the company you just bought.”

“How the heck does he know about that?”

“Your father has had his ears stuck to the ground since Bea” she said.

Well, it wasn’t also my dad. Mum has also been trying to hook me up with every girl she thought suitable for me since Bea died.

My family’s gone mental all because of me.

“Okay. I’ll see you next weekend” I told her.

“Okay honey. Say hi to your lady friend” she said before she hung up.

Now how the heck am I suppose to tell this to Jules. I needed to avoid her for a couple of days to get my head straight.

This was gonna be a long week.

Jules’ POV

On Saturday, I took Ivy to the park as usual. She was on the verge of learning how to walk. Which wouldn’t be easy cause once she learns how to walk; she wouldn’t want to do anything but walk.

I thought as I watched her share her toys with another toddler.

Today while I got her ready for the park she asked for ‘Dada’. In the morning too.

What has Ceaser done to her? I thought.

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Her Adopted Baby’s Daddy; Chapter Two

Ceaser’s POV

After the talk with John. I couldn’t wait a minute longer to execute my plan. I told Claire to cancel my next appointment then I made my way to the elevator.

“Get the car Patrick” I told my driver when he picked my call.

“Right away sir” he said.

A minute and a half later the elevator dinged open into the lobby. I got out and made my way outside. All heads turned to my direction.

“Have a nice day sir” Clarence said as he opened the door for me.

I nodded at him and exited the building. I spotted Patrick and the car waiting for me in front of the building. He held the door open for me then closed it after I got in.

“Where to sir?” He asked after he got in and started the car.

“Freddie and Co.” I said.

A few minutes later we arrived at Freddie and Co. I got out of the car and made my way into the building. As I entered, the receptionist couldn’t utter a word, she just stared at me. I would never get tired of having that effect on people. Especially the ladies.

I pressed the button to the elevator and waited for it.

Oh, I hated waiting.

Jules’ POV

Well, today went well. During lunch, I went to pick Ivy up and headed to a nearby restaurant with ‘Miwanda’ and ‘Sofi’ as Ivy calls them. They had a number of assistants to help out in the daycare so they were excited to join Ivy and I for lunch.

Now the perfect day was over. Everything was great, Ivy was sleeping peacefully in my arms as I got into the elevator. Sofia and Miranda had taken great care of her, they didn’t call once to complain about Ivy. Well who would, she was just perfect like that.

My little girl.

The elevator finally dinged open to the ground floor. I waited for the ladies who were in the elevator to get out before I finally stepped out. I didn’t want to disturb Ivy. As I stepped out, someone else was about stepping in and we collided. Well our shoulders did.

My purse fell to the floor and I bent to pick it without looking at the person I bumped into.

“I’m sorry” I uttered to the person still trying to reach my purse without waking Ivy. I finally got it and placed it back on my shoulder. I looked up but found nobody and the elevator gone.

“Well at least she didn’t complain” I murmured as I exited the building and waited for Jerry – the valet – to bring my car.

I placed Ivy securely in the back in her seat. I thanked Jerry and got into the car and drove off.

Ceaser’s POV

I waited for the elevator and then let those ladies out of the elevator. Then I moved to go into it but then bumped into someone. Well technically, she bumped into me. I was already on edge cause of the wait and this lady had to make me more pissed by not watching where she was going. I was about giving her a piece of my mind when she bent to pick her purse but then the sleeping child she had in her arms caught my attention.

She had brown hair just like the woman carrying her. It wasn’t the same shade though. She was so adorable. I hated children but something about this child right here just made me melt at sight. I would have assessed her longer but the elevator was closing and I had to get in quick. Then I got into the elevator before it closed shut but not before I heard the lady carrying the child say “I’m sorry”.

Her voice was soft and low. Maybe she didn’t want to wake the child.

I finally made it to the top floor. The elevator dinged open and I got out. I walked into the lobby and spotted a lady. Probably his assistant or secretary. She was pretty with her blonde hair in a rough bun.

She saw me approaching and quickly got up

“Mr…Mr. Thompson” she stuttered, clearly shocked that I was here.

I’ve never had any dealing with Freddie and Co. So I’ve never contacted them for any reason. But now I wanted to make a proposal which he has to accept.

“Mr. Stroma around?” I asked her.

“Y-yes sir” she nodded “Let me inform him of your presence”.

I waited.

She beeped him “Sir, Mr. Thompson is here to see you”.

“Mr. Thompson?” He sounded surprised.

Why wouldn’t he? I don’t blame him.

“Hm, let him in” he said.

“Yes sir” she said then smiled at me “Go right in Mr Thompson” she smiled seductively, flirting with me.

I smiled at her and made my way into Freddie Stroma’s office. He got up when I entered.

“Mr. Thompson” he called as he stood up. “What a surprise”.

I walked towards his desk

“Definitely is”.

“Have a seat” he said.

I sat down.

“To what do I owe this pleasure?” He asked.

“I’m here for business Mr. Stroma” I said, now in my business like mood.

He looked confused “I don’t see how we can help you with that Mr Thompson. We’re not in the same line of work”.

“I know. But still, I have a proposal for you” I told him.

He clenched his jaw

“Let’s hear it” he said.

“I know Freddie and Co. has gone bankrupt and you need people to invest to help you out. I’d like to invest, but I’d love it more if you’re looking for a buyer.” I paused “So, name your price”.

“I’m getting lost here” he leaned forward and rested his elbow on the table. “You’re saying you want to buy the company”.

“That’s right Mr. Stroma” I also leaned forward.

“Why would you suddenly want to divert to my line of business. You own construction companies around the world and you want to buy my publishing company. Can I ask why?”

“Personal reasons” I said “So, what’s the price?”.

He sighed “I don’t think we’re ready to sell Mr. Thompson”.

“Your company has gone bankrupt and you still need investors but you don’t want to sell” I stated.

“Its not my call…”

“Of course it is. You’ll just have to pay back your investors to get the upper hand.” I paused “Mr Stroma, I’m willing to buy this company and pay your investors back, just name your price”.

He looked surprised, shocked and happy.

He smiled “We have a deal Mr Thompson” he stood up and stretched his hand.

I got up, buttoned my suit and shook his hand. I smiled at him and nodded

“I’ll have my lawyer draw up a contract and have it delivered to you. I want to end this as quickly as possible”.

He sighed “Your reason must be very important”.

“It is” I said and left.

I called my lawyer and told him to draw up a contract and have it delivered to Mr Stroma today. I wanted to end all tides by tomorrow.

Jules’ POV

The week went by in a blur. It was fun cause of lunch time but everything else was the same. Yesterday we were informed by the manager that we have a new CEO. Hopefully he won’t do anything irrational like fire people. Anyway he wasn’t around to give a speech.

Well today’s over and I’m finally going home and not coming back till Monday. I made my way to the ground floor.

Jerry told me my car won’t start so I went to the garage to start the darned car but it didn’t start. I finally gave up and picked Ivy from the backseat, took my bag and got out. I was on my way out of the garage when a car honked beside me.

The glass rolled down and I saw a god inside. I swallowed inaudibly at the sight of him. He was so…

“Need a ride?” He asked and my heart melted at his voice.

How could anyone be so hot. My heart did a double take.

Ceaser’s POV

I didn’t want to go for the stupid welcoming yesterday. So I stayed in my new office which I just had redesigned and redecorated. I finally decided to go home. I was leaving the whole Jules Jenna situation for next week.

I took the elevator straight to the underground floor. The garage. I drove today. Patrick had some important family business to deal with.

I got into my car and drove out of my spot. I was almost exiting the garage when I noticed a familiar figure walking out of the garage with that adorable baby in her arms. I stopped directly beside her and wound down. She looked at the glass and my breath caught. I didn’t see her face the other day at the elevator but now…damn!

I was in trouble.

“Need a ride?” I asked her instead of just staring at her.

She just looked at me. Like she was assessing me.

‘Uhmm,…” she wasn’t sure.

Who the heck is never sure to get into my ride with me? When ladies will nothing but beg to get in a ride with me. What was her deal?

“…I could walk” she said.

“With that child in your arms?” I asked her. Why was I pushing her. I could just speed off and never look back. I was asking for trouble…and I was gonna get it.

She was gonna say something else but she thought about it for a second and she sighed. She opened the door and gently got in, placing her hand on the child’s head trying to prevent her from hitting her head on the hood of the car.

I smiled at the gesture, she was caring and considerate. She shut the door and placed the sleeping baby on her lap with her arms supporting her head. Then she looked at me.

I smiled a little trying not to look like a douche. Then I drove out of the garage.

“Where to?” I asked…

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ABOUT THE WRITER

Jane Catherine Lanett is a first year engineering student in SHUATS, Allahabad. She dreams and makes up stories of hot American/British/Greek/Italian guys.

She is a music and book lover. Reader and Writer. Singer/Songwriter.

She wrote her first book when she was 8 years old. “The Beginning of The End” is the third book she’s written but the first one she published on wattpad.

Her books are based solely on her ideas and imaginations.

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Her Adopted Baby’s Daddy; Chapter 1

Jules’ POV

Eleven months later.

I opened the door to her room and it’s like she knew I was coming.

“Momma” she was up in her cot smiling at me as I walked in. Her arms were stretched out to me.

My heart leaps for joy every time she calls me that. She just started speaking a few weeks ago and ‘Momma’ was the first word that came out of her mouth. I was so happy and proud of her.

I walked towards her cot and picked her up.

“Happy Birthday Ivy” I said to her “You’re a year today”.

She giggled like she understood what I said.

Ivy was the child I adopted. She was a month old that time. Apparently her biological mother kept her a secret from her biological father. Well, that’s what the nurses said but no one knows what really happened.

That’s in the past. Now, Ivy belongs to me. I love her more every single day and I wouldn’t stop loving her cause she’s just so darn cute. She’s got a dimple on her left cheek, probably hereditary.

Today is her day. I’m gonna make it special for her.

At the same time somewhere else…

Ceaser’s POV

What was taking him so long?

I wondered.

Bea’s attorney asked to see me today. I have no idea why. Two months ago I’d expected him to call me when I became a widower but he didn’t, and today of all days, he asked to see me.

“Sir, Mr. Smith is here” my assistant’s voice blared out of the phone.

“Let him in Claire” I said.

My assistant opened the door and Jack Smith followed behind. I stood up as he made his way towards my desk. I stretched my hand.

“Jack” I said as he took my hand.

“Thank you for taking the time to see me” he said.

“No problem. Have your seat” I said.

I sat after he did.

“I was surprised when you called to set up a meeting” I told him honestly.

“Well it is very important” he said.

“Why today?” I asked him.

“That is for you to find out” he said. He opened his briefcase and brought out an envelope.

He looked at me while adjusting his glasses.

“Your late wife Mrs Beatrice Thompson specifically told me to give this to you today. The twenty-fifth January. She said I wasn’t suppose to give you a day earlier or later.” He said.

I wondered why.

My brows knitted as I stretched to take the envelope. I stared at the envelope in my hand.

“You don’t happen to know why?” I asked.

“Not a clue. My job is to deliver and not find out”.

I nodded.

“I’ll take my leave” he picked up his briefcase and got up.

I got up as well and shook his hand.

“Thank you Jack” I said.

“Just doing my job Mr. Thompson” he said and left.

My gaze shifted from the closed door to the envelope on my desk. I finally sat down after a couple of minutes. I picked the envelope and tore it open.

I had to satisfy my curiosity, but I was also scared of what I might find inside.

I pulled out a piece of neatly folded paper and placed the envelope on the desk. I slowly unfolded the paper.

It had to be now or never.

I sighed when I noticed Bea’s writing on the paper.

Dear Ceaser,

If you’re reading this letter then I’m no longer with you. Even though there was no love in our arranged marriage I still cared about you. You know that right?

Yeah, you had a really weird way of showing it. I thought

I’m very sorry for what you’re about to find out. But know that it is the truth and I kept it away from you for selfish reasons.

Two weeks before I told you I was going to see my mum, I found out that I was pregnant. I didn’t know how to tell you or what your reaction would be like.

What the heck? You could have simply said “Ceaser we’re having a baby” I thought. I sighed and continued.

I didn’t know if you wanted a child…

Of course I did.

…or if you were ready for one. So I lied and ran away. I carried the child and hid in a place where I knew you’d never think of looking for me.

I finally gave birth to a baby girl, my princess, our princess. You found me on the twenty-sixth of February, a month after I had given birth. When you found me, I was back to my old self, so you didn’t notice my excess weight. You couldn’t tell I just had a child. No one could.

I’ve kept this secret since then and I knew I’d have to tell you someday. But now that I have cancer, I fear I might not be able to tell you in person.

She probably wrote this later when we found out she had cancer, that was middle of September – seven months after we found her. She died one month later which was two months ago.

I decided to write a letter to you because I didn’t want to spend my last days with you hating me.

We have a child Ceaser, and she’s soo beautiful. I just have one month left. The reason I told Jack to give this letter to you today is because our princess is one today.

I hope you forgive me for not telling you sooner. I wish I had. We could’ve been with her together. I’m sorry. I’m really sorry. Please forgive me Ceaser. Please…

-Bea.

I sighed heavily. I was in shock. No! Shock was an under-understatement.

This just blew me like a bomb.

Why the heck did she do this to me, to our child…to us?

Well its done. I can’t change anything. All I can do is look for my daughter, by all means.

I picked up my phone from the table and dialled John. He answered on the third ring.

“I need you to look for someone for me John” I told him.

“Do you have a clue to where he or she might be?” He asked.

“No” I said.

“Any family or relative?” He asked.

“I’m the only family she has” I said.

“Ok” he sighed “Hmmm, do you have anything that can give me a lead?”

“The only lead died two months ago” I said in frustration.

“Okay. So what do you know about this girl…or woman?” He asked clearly hopeless.

“Today’s her first birthday…and she’s my daughter”.

Silence.

“Oh”.

Jules’ POV

The only thing I now hated work for was cause I had to leave Ivy in the children’s department of the building. I wanted her to be with me all the time, but I knew it wasn’t gonna be easy. I thought as I rode the elevator up with Ivy in my hands. The elevator dinged open then I got out and walked into the lobby.

“Where’s Miranda?” I asked Sofia – Miranda’s assistant

“With the other kids” she said, then she noticed Ivy “Is that her?” She asked

I smiled and nodded.

Her face softened, she had this she’s-soo-adorable look on her face.

“She’s soo cute”.

“I know. I haven’t gotten over it too” I told her.

“Can I hold her?” She asked.

I gave Ivy to Sofia who went willingly smiling adorably at Sofia. I left them in search of Miranda.

Miranda and Sofia are my friends. They knew about the adoption and everything else. They were kinda they ones who pushed me into adopting. So they’re like godmothers to Ivy and they run the daycare. That’s just what makes it easier for me to leave Ivy here. Knowing that Miranda and Sofia will be here with her.

I saw Miranda with other kids. She looked so happy. Miranda loves children but when we tell her to have hers, she just freaks out.

“Jules” she called when she saw me “Where is she?”

“With Sofia” I said and before I knew it, she ran to where Sofia and Ivy were. I followed.

“…so adorable” I heard her say “Hi Ivy” she was talking like a cartoon character “I’m your godmother. Miranda”.

Ivy smiled “Miwanda”.

“Ah, she said my name” Miranda screeched.

“Okay. I’m gonna leave you guys. I’ll be back during lunch break” I said. I went to kiss Ivy “Bye pretty. Momma will see you later.”

“Momma” she said like she was still surprised she had a mum. I left Ivy with my friends still drooling over her.

I got into the elevator and punched the number to my floor. I sighed. First day at work with Ivy. I hope it goes well.

Ceaser’s POV

I was beginning to get impatient. I haven’t been able to focus since the day I found out I had a daughter.

What if she was out there suffering?

I hadn’t heard from John since then. I wondered if he had found anything on my daughter. I sighed.

“Sir? Mr. Lobos is here to see you” Claire’s voice filled my office.

“Let him in” I said.

“Yes sir” she said.

John walked into my office few seconds later.

“John” I got up when he entered “Tell me you have something. You’ve kept me waiting for a week”

“Actually, I have enough” he sat down.

“Okay. Good” I sighed inwardly.

“Okay. So I asked around and your late wife gave her up for adoption and almost a year ago she was adopted by a woman named Jules Jenna. 25 years old, works at ‘Freddie and Co.’ Lives alone, parents…”

“That’s all I need to know John. Do you have her address?” I said.

“Of course” he said and wrote it down. “Sir what exactly do you plan on doing?”

“I’ll go to her house and demand for my child” I said bluntly.

“I don’t think you should do that. She has full right and custody of the child. Even if you were the child’s biological father it wouldn’t matter in court if you press charges which is where this case might end up. And she’ll definitely win the case over and over again.”

I thought about it for a while.

“So I should play it cool”.

He nodded.

“Exactly”

And just like that, the perfect plan hit me.

I was gonna get close to her. I’ll gain her trust, get my child and end everything with her.

It’s as easy as that.

I smiled inwardly.

This is gonna be fun…

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ABOUT THE WRITER

Jane Catherine Lanett is a first year engineering student in SHUATS, Allahabad. She dreams and makes up stories of hot American/British/Greek/Italian guys.

She is a music and book lover. Reader and Writer. Singer/Songwriter.

She wrote her first book when she was 8 years old. “The Beginning of The End” is the third book she’s written but the first one she published on wattpad.

Her books are based solely on her ideas and imaginations.

Hook up with her on Facebook, Instagram, Snapchat and Smule: @JaneLanett

Twitter: @JaneCLanett

A little bit of Spice

Hi Guys, I’m super excited in anticipation that you’re gonna like what I’m about to share with you. I decided to do some sort of collaboration with my baby sister. Well you could scratch out the “baby” part because she’s 19 years old… I think *scratches head*. Anyways she’s been writing on Wattpad for over two years now. To be honest I never knew what Wattpad was about until she mentioned it. And last I checked, she’s written over 5 (fiction) novels and has quite a lot of followers (I can’t remember how many exactly. Does that make me a bad sister? No right? Thanks).

In this post, I talked about my resolution to be more consistent with blogging and I’ve been trying my hardest to achieve that slowly. You guys can attest to that right?! In a bid to not only grow my blog, but also give you guys something entertaining to look forward to as well as add spice to things, I had a discussion with my sister which resulted in my decision to bring her in as a guest writer for some time. Starting tomorrow, I’d be putting up excerpts from one of her books on a weekly basis. I hope you guys enjoy reading and I’d be looking forward to your comments.

I included a summary of the book below.

Jules Jenna hates the fact that she’s trying to hide herself in her work to avoid grieving her parents death. She needed someone in her life and she wasn’t good with relationships. But one thing she was good at was taking care of a baby. She decided to adopt a child, whom she fell in love with.

Ceaser Thompson just found out that his deceased wife had his child and gave her up for adoption. Now he wants his child – the heiress of his companies – And he’ll go any lengths to have her as his own, legally.

Will this woman who adopted his daughter give her up easily or Would he have to use his charms to get her to give up and give in?

Find out. Coming right up. If you don’t wanna miss this, then I’d suggest you hit “Subscribe” *winks*.

What do you think the title of the novel might be??? Yes! I deliberately left out the title and I’m feeling so mischievous right now *lol*. Do let me know what your guess is in the comment section.

Laters Guys.