Semua Bab Reclaiming His Runaway Baby Mama: Bab 241 - Bab 250

Layson really did want to know how Adela and Carl Rodriguez got acquainted. It wasn’t something he was going to ask her directly, but now that Gina was offering to spill, it intrigued him.Dancing a formal waltz with a woman was no big deal for him. After all, he’d been in the business world long enough to know etiquette.He didn’t take this girl seriously, but still, some lines had to be made clear.Layson lifted his cool, unreadable gaze, looking straight at the girl who was trying her best to act composed. His voice was cold and steady: “Are you sure you understand the price of one dance?”Gina didn’t get it, but Jason—her uncle—sure did. His face changed instantly. He grabbed her arm and tried to stop her. “Gina, you’re young and beautiful. There are plenty of great men out there. You don’t need to fixate on him.”Jason was a seasoned businessman. He knew better than most how ruthless and calculated men like Layson could be. If he’d reached the top, it wasn’t because of charm—it w

Layson’s expression didn’t change. He raised an eyebrow at Dexter and gave a half-smile. “Looks like you didn’t waste those years at school.”Dexter gave a snort in reply.Layson didn’t bother with him anymore. He turned his head toward Adela, locking eyes with her dark, expressive gaze. He reached out and gently tilted her chin up, pulling her closer. “You looked like you were really enjoying the story. Why so quiet all of a sudden, hmm?”Adela glared at him but didn’t say a word. She turned her head to avoid his gaze.Layson’s hand slipped away from her chin. He leaned in close to her ear, his breath warm against her skin. His voice was low and teasing. “Tell me... are you jealous?”Her heart skipped a beat. He was so close, and the scent of his body wash surrounded her—it made her flustered in spite of herself.She quickly pushed him away, trying to keep her expression neutral, but the blush on the tips of her ears gave her away.“You wish,” she said flatly.Dexter frowned, watchin

When Gina had intentionally approached Adela earlier, Adela had already begun to suspect her motives.Seeing the photo later only confirmed it—Gina was yet another woman aiming for Layson.The distance between them was too far to catch any real emotion in Gina’s eyes, so Adela turned away, no longer interested in looking.In front of her stood a middle-aged couple. The man was refined and the woman graceful, both elegantly dressed. Layson greeted them with a level of familiarity Adela hadn’t seen him show toward others.“Uncle Rodriguez, Aunt Rodriguez,” Layson nodded politely, then introduced the girl beside him, “This is my girlfriend, Adela.”Adela was slightly puzzled but didn’t show it. She returned a polite, warm smile.Layson leaned toward her slightly and said in a low voice, “Adela, this is the Rodriguez family's third daughter’s parents.”Adela’s eyes lit up. The third daughter’s parents? So they must be Dexter’s future in-laws?Layson noticed the spark in her eyes and guess

Marah approached with a practiced grace, the picture of an upper-class lady. She gave Gina a polite, close-lipped smile, all poise and decorum.The moment Gina heard Marah’s voice, she instinctively braced herself. Swirling her wine glass casually, she asked, “And you are?”Before anyone else could respond, Marah jumped in, “I’m Layson’s cousin. I currently work at Starry.”Gina paused, looking her over. “So you work with Adela, then? You’re a jewelry designer too?”Pride flickered in Marah’s eyes, though her tone stayed modest. “That’s right.”Gina wasn’t particularly interested in what Marah did or where she worked. What caught her attention was Marah claiming to be Layson’s cousin. She glanced at Layson—his face revealed nothing—and Adela, who didn’t look the least surprised. That alone made Gina more curious about Marah.Layson rubbed his brow, noticing Adela’s focus still on the chaos surrounding Mrs. Rodriguez. He let out a breath, equal parts amused and helpless. “If you’re so

Cici wasn’t short to begin with, and once she put on that dress, paired with her cherubic face, she looked exactly like one of those mischievous rich heiresses from TV dramas.Adela walked over with a laugh, holding her phone. She nudged Cici to sit on the edge of the bed. “Let me snap a photo—this one’s going in the memory book.”As she took the picture, she casually set the bookmark on the desk. Cici seemed frozen, almost like a puppet on strings, not saying a word the entire time.After Adela was done, Cici just sat there twisting her fingers together, clearly flustered. “So, um... you...” She tried to say something but couldn’t get the words out, her face flushed red as a tomato. Then she bolted into the bathroom like her life depended on it to change into her regular clothes.Adela sighed quietly, set the bookmark back where it was, and sat in the chair, zoning out.Her brain was in total chaos.Cici liked Zach?Seriously?When Cici finally emerged from the bathroom—twenty minute