Todos los capítulos de A Baby Billionaire: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

"Do you have any idea how many women I've dated?" Given their current situation, Daniel's question left Ghea utterly baffled. Why would he ask something she obviously had no answer to—something that was entirely private? In truth, though, Daniel was not looking for an answer. The sentence was merely an introduction to his explanation. "Hundreds. I go through dozens of different women every month," he added. "Dear God, Mother..." Ghea suddenly burst into hysterics at his words. "Are you trying to tell me you gave me HIV?" Hearing Ghea's question, it was Daniel's turn to become hysterical. "Good grief, are you putting a curse on me?" Still weeping out of sheer terror of catching an infection, Ghea demanded to know why Daniel was telling her that he had slept with hundreds of women. "I'm a Casanova, not a rapist. When I date women, I make sure they're clean and healthy. They also have to take birth control pills. I don't just mess around; I pay them handsomely for things ot

Ghea smiled brightly. Dressed in a pastel green outfit with her hair tied in a ponytail, she took her seat after greeting the reporters who had come to attend her press conference. The reporters already knew the general premise upon receiving the briefing about why Ghea was suddenly holding this event. What they did not know, however, was why she wanted to step away from the entertainment industry right when her career was at its peak. Not wanting to keep them waiting, Ghea began to speak, carrying her signature playful charm. "Thank you, everyone, for coming. Honestly, I didn't want to do this, but I was worried you might suddenly miss me if I didn't say goodbye first." A burst of laughter rippled through the room. Ghea smiled and continued, "So, for the next few months, I'd like to take a break from the entertainment industry." The reporters instantly stirred with commotion, eager to uncover the real reason behind her decision. "Ghe, you're still so young, and your car

Before Ghea could even recover from her shock, Daniel appeared right behind her father’s employee, Mba Rahmi. She was left dumbfounded, bewildered as to why this man was standing right in front of her. “W-w-what are you doing here?” Finding Daniel there frightened Ghea instead. How could it not? Nova’s eldest son cut a striking figure in a sky-blue button-down shirt paired with shorts, an expensive watch on his wrist, and sunglasses still resting on his face; his aura was distinctly different from the people around him. Ghea glanced over at Pak Asman’s employees, who were drying batik cloths while wearing political party campaign shirts, comparing them in her mind. Then she looked down at herself: an oversized, knee-length sogan-patterned batik duster dress, a messy hair bun, and she hadn't even showered yet. Standing beside Daniel, she looked like his maid. Seeing the two staring at each other, Rahmi chose to slip away with a grin on her face. On her way back into the shop,

Ghea, lying on the bed, could only stare at the ceiling without being able to close her eyes. Every now and then, she glanced to the right, wanting to check whether Daniel was already asleep down there. Earlier, the man had gone to sleep in Pak Asman's room. However, her father’s snoring stressed him out; Daniel whined, and for some reason, Ghea felt a little sorry for him. "I can’t sleep without air conditioning." "Good grief! Are you going to sleep in my room? Then where am I supposed to sleep? I don't want to sleep with my dad either!" "Fine, then the two of us will sleep together," Daniel said. "Hey..." Before Ghea could even recover from her shock at his words, Daniel had already walked into Pak Asman's room and reemerged carrying a floor mattress. Blinking rapidly, curiosity got the better of Ghea, and she shifted her body, turning slightly on her side to look at Daniel. The man seemed sound asleep, his eyes shut tight. Just as she was about to turn back, however,

Ghea maintained a blank expression as photos of her alongside Daniel circulated once again. The only difference this time was that people were speculating even further that her departure from the entertainment industry was solely to marry him. As they drove back home, neither Daniel nor Ghea said much throughout the journey. Ghea even appeared entirely indifferent to the fact that Daniel’s family was coming to formally propose the very next day. Nor did she care to ask when they would actually hold the wedding. The first thing occupying Ghea’s mind was establishing an agreement—and this time, she had to be the one in control. "I want us to stay out of each other's personal lives after we're married," Ghea finally spoke up. "I want a legally binding document in black and white, along with witnesses. If necessary, let's hire a lawyer we can pay off to keep their mouth shut until our agreement comes to an end." Daniel nodded, cheering silently in his heart. As it turned out, this