All Chapters of Pregnant For My Best Friend's Formidable Father : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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The expensive store

Sandra picked up her purse, checked her phone, then glanced at herself in the mirror one last time. Satisfied, she adjusted her hair and made her way out of the room. Emily watched her for a moment, shaking her head with a small smile before she followed her. They got outside, and Sandra unlocked the car. They both got in, and Sandra didn't waste any time and drove off. Emily fastened her seatbelt and looked out the window as the familiar streets passed by. After a few minutes of silence, curiosity got the better of Emily. “Where are we going?” Emily asked. “Shopping mall?” "No," Sandra replied. “We are going to the Valleyson main store.” Emily’s head snapped toward Sandra. Her eyes widened, and fear flickered across her face. Valleyson. The name alone made her stomach tighten. It was the most expensive clothing brand in the state. Everyone knew it. Valleyson is a clothes brand store people admired from afar but never dared to enter unless they belonged to a certain world. T

She came to steal

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

Time to pay

“Because you know my past, you think I cannot afford the clothes here?” Emily asked. "Yes, you cannot. Or have you suddenly become rich? Or maybe... you have gotten a rich sugar daddy? That's not even possible because no reasonable man will sponsor a loser like you. Your dress is already speaking a lot." The other lady stared at Emily, checking her clothes out. She took her time, moving her eyes from Emily’s foot wear up to her dress, then to her face. She could tell she was wearing a low-budget cloth. They don’t sell the type of cloth she was wearing. With what she was seeing, Stacey seemed to be right. But she didn’t want to take sides and just kick her away. She has to handle her professionally. Emily noticed the scrutiny and resisted the urge to adjust her dress. She reminded herself that she has a card that can buy whatever she wants. She stood still, refusing to shrink under the inspection. “Have you been here before?” The woman asked. “Have you patronized this store b

Shameless apology

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

Rough sex with Tricia

Stacey paid up, and everything was packaged into a bag. "Are you okay with what you have, or do you want to buy more?" Sandra asked. "No, I'm okay. We can go." Emily replied, and they left the store. Outside the building, Emily told her how everything happened. "I'm so sorry. It's my fault you went through all that." Sandra sincerely apologized. "You don't have to apologize for anything. She never likes me. She and her friends always bully me in school. So it's okay." They crossed over to the opposite shop that specialized in swimwear, beach essentials, and swimming kits. They entered, moved through the aisles, picking up the kits they needed. They got to the swimsuit section, and Emily stood there for a moment, scanning through the racks. At first, she reached for something moderate and safe, but her hand paused midair. The swimsuit will cover her body well and leave nothing to imagine. She wanted to look sexy and attractive. She wanted to see how Mr. Vincent would react if

It's over

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

Keep the card

When they got home, Sandra's dad was already back. He was sitting in the parlor, watching News. His attention split between the screen and the sound of the front door opening. Sandra and Emily were surprised when they saw him. "You are back already." Sandra said as she stepped closer to the center of the sitting room. She dropped her handbag on the side table and glanced at the wall clock, checking the time. "Yeah. I thought it would take time, but everything went faster than I thought." He said, turning down the volume of the television. His eyes moved from Sandra to Emily, and he noticed Emily's facial expression. Even though she wasn't crying, her face had not brightened up. One could easily tell she wasn't happy. Her shoulders were slumped, and she moved as if she were exhausted emotionally. "Emily, what is the matter?" He asked, but she couldn't answer. She just slumped into the couch, leaning her head back and staring at the ceiling. He turned to Sandra. "What happe

Make-up for you

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

front seat

They stepped into the sitting room and saw Mr. Vincent already there waiting for them. He was answering a call while standing behind the water dispenser. Sandra and Emily stepped forward quietly and stood closer to the entrance door, waiting for him to finish. When the call finally ended, he turned and was surprised to see Emily in makeup. He froze for a brief second. She looked more beautiful and super attractive. Her makeup was subtle but perfectly done, enhancing her eyes, her lips, and her charming face. The dress she wore hugged her just right. For a second, he forgot that she was her daughter's best friend. He also forgot that Sandra was standing right there beside her. Emily noticed his gaze immediately. She felt it in the way his expression shifted from surprise to admiration, but she kept her composure. Sandra also noticed her father's gaze on Emily."Wow, you look so beautiful and charming.” He said with a smile, and Sandra raised an eyebrow and looked up to her dad. “Dad

Irresistible sight

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

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