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Getting A Mom: Baby Sitting His Daughter Chapter 27
Chapter 27The Silence After the StormSilence, Amari realised, was louder than chaos.It had been three days since the apology.Three days since her face had flooded every screen, every headline, every feed.And now—nothing.No breaking-news banners.No trending hashtags.No emergency calls from PR teams.Just silence.Amari stood barefoot in the middle of her penthouse, her phone hanging loosely in her hand as she refreshed her social media for what felt like the hundredth time.The numbers were still there. Millions of followers.Her verification badge remained intact.Her photos were untouched.But the engagement—the heartbeat of her world—had slowed dramatically.Her apology video still sat at the top of her page like a marker she couldn’t move past.Comments arrived slowly instead of flooding in.Likes came in waves instead of storms.The obsession was fading.She had asked for this.No.She had agreed to this.But living inside it felt different.It felt like being slowly erase
Getting A Mom: Baby Sitting His Daughter Chapter 26
Chapter 26(The Apology)The clock struck 11:59 PM.Amari stared at the glowing screen of her phone. The numbers pulsed softly in the dim light of the penthouse kitchen, the only heartbeat in a room that suddenly felt hollow. The silence around her was thick, heavy, and suffocating.Her father’s name hovered at the top of her contact list. For the first time in her life, Amari hesitated.Arthur Sam was not a man of the middle ground. To him, the world was binary: you either protected the family name, or you were the one destroying it. There was no room for mistakes, and certainly no room for apologies that weren't calculated moves.The clock flicked—12:00 AM.Amari inhaled slowly, her lungs feeling tight, and pressed the call button.The line rang once. Twice. Then, the heavy click of a connection.“You’re late,” her father’s voice said.It wasn't loud. It wasn't anger. It was just cold—a temperature that could freeze the blood in her veins.Amari closed her eyes. “I’m sorry.”Silence
Getting A Mom: Baby Sitting His Daughter Chapter 25
Chapter 25(Self-awareness)Pearl took a step back, then another, her flops whispering against the stone as if even the ground understood she had overstepped.She shouldn’t have come out here.She should have stayed in the kitchen, with her glass of water and the illusion of distance. But his earlier words—the irritating silence—still lingered, needle-like, under her skin.“This silence you found irritating tonight…” Pearl began, her voice quieter now, careful. “It’s about Amari, isn’t it?”She paused, searching his face.“I saw the news. I saw what’s happening to her. To her brand.”The temperature shifted.It wasn’t visible. There was no wind, no sound—just a subtle, suffocating drop in the air that made her chest tighten.“I’m worried for you,” she added, stepping closer before she could stop herself. “I’m worried about what this kind of… war does to a person. Even someone like you.”Ace turned. Slowly.Not with anger. Not even with irritation.Confusion.He studied her like she ha
Getting A Mom: Baby Sitting His Daughter Chapter 24
Chapter 24(The Night Garden)The air outside was crisp, carrying the scent of blooming jasmine and the faint sting of chlorine from the heated pool. Hidden amber lights traced the garden paths, casting long, deliberate shadows across the stone like something carefully staged.Ace was already at the mini-bar near the grill station, setting his glass down with a sharp clack. He didn’t look at her as she stepped onto the patio.“Sit.”The word wasn’t an invitation. It was a command.Pearl hesitated for half a second, every instinct in her body resisting the order — but she sat anyway. The chair felt too expensive, too deliberate, like even the furniture understood hierarchy better than she did.“It’s a beautiful night,” she tried, then immediately regretted it. The words sounded small, fragile — like she was asking permission to exist in the space.“It’s a Tuesday,” Ace replied dryly, his back still to her as he reached for a bottle of wine. “Don’t romanticise the weather. It’s a waste
Getting A Mom: Baby Sitting His Daughter Chapter 23
Chapter 23(Emotional Leverage)The silence of the Warren mansion was never truly empty. It was a pressurised, costly stillness, the kind that hummed with the hidden vibrations of high-end security systems and the distant, rhythmic purr of climate control. In Mia’s room, the air faintly smelled of lavender and the starch of fresh linens.Pearl sat on the edge of the large bed, her shadow stretched by the soft glow of a cloud-shaped nightlight. Mia’s breathing had finally steadied—a shallow, trusting rhythm that seemed far too fragile for the heavy walls of this house. Pearl reached out, tucking a stray lock of hair behind the toddler's ear. In sleep, Mia didn't have the guarded, watchful eyes of a Warren; she was just a child, blissfully unaware that her father was currently dismantling a social media empire with the stroke of a stylus.As Pearl watched her, her mind drifted. She thought of Ella—the frantic texts she had sent—now ignored, the life
Getting A Mom: Baby Sitting His Daughter Chapter 22
Chapter 22(Storm. Bloody)The AW Group Building didn’t just overlook the city; it judged it. From this height, the city’s grid of lights looked less like a metropolis and more like a circuit board—complex, ordered, and entirely dependent on the person holding the switch.Ace Warren stood by the glass, one hand resting idly in his pocket. He wasn’t looking at the view. He was watching his own reflection, specifically the way the light caught the sharp, undisturbed line of his jaw.The door opened. No knock. Only one man was permitted that particular silence.“You’re brooding, Ace. It’s a bit cliché for a Tuesday.”Vincenzo placed a tablet on the mahogany desk. The screen stayed dark, waiting.“I’m observing,” Ace corrected, his voice a low, effortless baritone. He didn’t turn. “The architecture is remarkably consistent from this height.”“The variables, however, are shifting.” Vincenzo tapped the glass. The screen bled into life. “Amari Sam has reached out to a third party.”Ace final
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