All Chapters of After Becoming a Baby, Pampered By Five Big Shots: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Sylvia Clement, from a distance, could faintly see Winfred Bessemer's figure in the men's restroom. Her heart was slightly agitated. She had deliberately followed him out of the private room for this very moment. After waiting outside for quite some time, she finally saw Winfred Bessemer. It wasn't until she saw Winfred Bessemer enter the restroom that she slowly made her way over. Seeing his flushed and somewhat agitated face, she felt a slight relief. The drug seemed to be taking effect. So, what comes next... Sylvia Clement took a deep breath and walked step by step towards the restroom. She had been outside for a while, making sure that only Winfred Bessemer was inside. By the time she reached the restroom door, she had adjusted her expression. Then, she quietly moved the "Under Maintenance" sign, which she had noticed earlier, from the corner. Pretending to have just come out of the women's restroom, she let out a soft exclamation. "Winfred Bessemer? Why is your face so red? Are y

Frederic Bessemer didn't bother with the "escaped" Big Black and slowly stepped into the ward. Seeing the little ball of fluff lowering her head guiltily, he raised an eyebrow, about to speak when Winfred Bessemer, who was lying on the bed, slowly woke up. He opened his eyes in confusion, only to meet his father's expressionless face, which scared him so much that he "jumped" straight out of bed. Then, with a sharp cry, he fell back hard.His handsome face twisted in pain, looking utterly miserable. Everything happened so fast. The little one only had time to turn her head at the sound, then watched in shock as her fourth brother put on this "performance." The scream made her frown. _Ouch, how painful must that be?_ His body was still weak, yet he had just undergone such intense "exercise." It was no wonder it hurt!The little ball of fluff immediately ran over, grabbing Winfred Bessemer's hand, and asked in a babyish voice, "Winfred, should I call the doctor uncle?" "If anything hur

Little Milk Ball couldn't help but smile at the thought, humming an unknown tune.By the time she finished her bath and ran out of the bathroom with her little legs, half an hour had passed.Why hasn't Dad come back yet?Is he going to sleep in the study tonight?Little Milk Ball hesitated for a moment, took off her bath towel, put on her pajamas, and ran out.She soon reached the door of the study and started pounding on it with her chubby little fists.In between, she deliberately dragged out her little voice, "Daddy~""Daddy, open the door quickly~"Before she could hit the door for the third time, the door opened from inside, revealing Frederic Bessemer's handsome face.He looked down at Little Milk Ball outside the door, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes."What's wrong?"This girl came at just the right time.He was in the middle of a meeting!Little Milk Ball raised her chubby face, pouted her pink lips, and said in a babyish voice with big watery eyes."D

Countless photos fluttered down from the sky, scattering everywhere.Some even landed right in front of Sylvia Clement. Seeing the naked and grotesque image of herself in the photos, her mind went blank instantly.Amidst the growing cacophony of voices around her, she fainted, her eyes rolling back.Just before she completely lost consciousness, she faintly heard the fat woman's curses."How dare you pretend to faint? I'll beat you awake, you shameless wretch!"As for Wu Qingqing and Fang Yu, after Sylvia Clement was caught and beaten, they fled in panic.They each chose a different direction, not daring to stay long, afraid of being implicated and recognized.But as Wu Qingqing ran, she suddenly bumped into a familiar face."Jia... Jiajia?"She abruptly stopped, stammering out the name.Li Jiajia was their classmate, and they had been good friends.But at this moment, Wu Qingqing felt a wave of unease. She instinctively stepped back.Her mind flashed to the videos that had

After leaving the hospital, Gemma Bessemer quickly returned home. She greeted Uncle Xu and then trudged upstairs, closing the door behind her once she was in her room. She then pulled out her phone to review her "masterpiece" from the night before.By now, the post had garnered nearly ten thousand replies, a testament to its popularity. The little ball of fluff didn't bother reading through all the comments; she skimmed them briefly and opened the private messages from the forum moderators—there were over a hundred. The content ranged from initial threats to desperate pleas, even offering money to delete the post. It seemed those guys had tried every trick in the book but couldn't remove it, so they changed their tune. But did she look like someone who needed money? Hmph.She snorted inwardly and exited the forum, just as a Weibo notification popped up: "A student from a certain university has reported..."Her eyelid twitched, and she immediately clicked on the post, entering Weibo.