บททั้งหมดของ Pregnant For My Best Friend's Formidable Father : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Emily noticed her badge and realized she was one of the sales girls. She straightened her back slightly, lifting her chin as she met Stacey’s eyes. Stacey stood there with her arms crossed, waiting for Emily's response. The expensive uniform she was wearing and the badge pinned neatly to her chest were giving her a sense of power she never had in school. She was ready to belittle and disgrace Emily more than she ever had. “Listen, Stacey. I don’t care what you think about me. This is not school. I don't have any problem with you anymore. Just let me be and do your work as a salesgirl you are.” Stacey scoffed and curled her lips in disgust before taking a step closer to Emily. “I’m doing my job already, Emily. One of my jobs is to keep people like you away from this store to make sure things don’t go missing. This store is not for people like you, and you know it. You came here to steal a cloth for Christmas, and I won’t allow it. Now leave, or I'll call security on you.” Stacey th

When they got to the cashier stand, Stacey dropped the boxes on the countertop, and the cashier calculated the total amount. "The total bill is sixty-three thousand dollars." The cashier said, and Sandra turned to Emily, "I'm sure you don't have this amount in your purse. How are you going to pay? Transfer or card?" Emily dipped her hand into her purse, took out her card, and gave it to Stacey. She took it from her and was about to slot it into the machine when she noticed it was a black card. Her expression changed instantly. Only billionaires have access to the card. She began to think… how in hell did Emily have access to the card? She checked the initials and the logo. It was a real black card, but it wasn't hers. She looked up at Emily and asked, “Where did you get this card?” The question made a few heads turn. The cashier leaned closer, and her eyes narrowed slightly when she recognized the card too. “You don't have any right to ask me that question. How is that your

Just then, behind the door, she heard him groan deep as he cum inside Tricia. The sound made her stomach turn. He pulled on his shorts fast without cleaning up and rushed out to stop Emily. He hadn’t expected her to leave so quickly. Rather, he was expecting her to cry and blame herself for leaving the house.“Emily, wait!” He called as she was walking down the stairs.She heard him, but she ignored him. Why was he calling her again? She kept walking without looking back, while wiping the tears on her face.Her vision blurred, but she didn't slow down. She had already humiliated herself enough by coming to his house. He rushed towards her. “Baby, come on, let’s talk.” The front door was only a few steps away now. Just as she was about to get to the door, he grabbed her arm and spun her around only to receive a hard slap across his face. For a moment, he was stunned. He hadn’t expected that from her. “How dare you touch me with your filthy hands?”Her palm stung, but she didn’t regre

The next morning, Emily woke up with a smile on her face. They would be visiting the beach today. The thought alone made her heart beat faster. She couldn’t wait. Today, she was going to show off her sexy body to Sandra’s father, and the idea filled her with a mix of excitement and nervous anticipation. She rolled onto her side and hugged the pillow lightly, smiling to herself. Her mind wandered to how he would look at her. She imagined him noticing her cleavage, the curve of her waist, and her exposed ass. She believed that if he actually found her attractive, what she would do today would be enough to make him take another step. She just needed him to make a move, and he would realize she was never as innocent as he thought. She was ready to be a naughty girl for him. She was still smiling to herself, lost in those thoughts, when she heard a knock on the door. “I'm coming." She adjusted her gown and got up from the bed, then walked up to the door to unlock it. When she open

Soon, they got to the beach. The drive ended smoothly, and the sound of the waves became clearer the moment they stepped out of the car. There was a big hotel right behind the beach, standing like it owned the entire view. Mr. Vincent led the way inside to collect their tickets. They approached the front desk, and the receptionist greeted Mr. Vincent warmly. Their tickets were handed over without any delay. He had already paid for everything before coming. He ordered wine, ice cream and other snacks, then instructed that they should be brought in thirty minutes. After that, he gestured them toward the beach entrance. The moment they stepped out, the beach revealed itself fully. The sand was clean and bright. The waves rolled gently, creating a soothing rhythm. Far at the extreme end, under a large tent, Emily noticed a couple making love. She glanced briefly and smiled before turning her attention back to Sandra. Sandra and Emily headed straight for the changing rooms, cha