All Chapters of My Best Friend’s Uncle… and My Baby Daddy: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Present day.Autumn sat down calmly at the dining table, her good hand resting flat on her forehead as she massaged her temples, trying to push a forthcoming headache away. For the last few days, she had spent almost every single waking moment sitting in front of the screen, painstakingly redoing everything she had remembered, every single detail, every hidden account number, and every ledger entry she had lost when her tablet shattered.A few figures she hadn’t been able to recall perfectly. She was still human, after all, but the vast majority of the data she had remembered with clarity. She only had a small problem remaining: all she needed to do now was cross-check her written notes against the files she had gotten them from. But the second question stared right in the face: ‘how’ Was she going to cross-check them?She doubted Nigel would hand her his computer again to let her copy the files he held on Miranda's will. Trying to cross-check her notes with his files without authoriz

“Eric, we need to talk,” she spoke again, calling out his name as she took another step further into the office, the door clicking shut behind her.“I don't have anything to talk to you about. If you are done with Finn, see yourself out,” he uttered coldly at her.; his eyes never strayed for a second from the document resting in his hand, his pen poised over the page.“Yes, we do! We need to talk about the custody arrangements,” she said, planting her feet firmly on the carpet and standing her ground against his overwhelming presence. “I cannot keep on coming here whenever you feel like it, whenever you decide to call me! Eric, I am not your maid. He is your son as well.”“So what you are saying is your nonexistent job is more important than your own son?”He finally fixed his gaze on her, dropping the document in his hand onto the desk with a thud. His eyes locked onto hers with an intensity.“I never said that!” she hissed at him, her chest heaving as her fists clenched tightly at h

True to her words, Autumn had started restructuring her entire life around her new goals, one of which included getting background information on Sebastian Thorne.She had previously uncovered that he had lived in America for far longer than he had admitted to anyone who had asked him, a gap in his timeline that raised every alarm in her head.“Sorry we are late!” a lively voice broke through the quiet of her space she was occupying.“Yeah, well, someone just had to make a stop on the way,” the second voice chimed in, throwing an accusatory look at his companion as they walked into the room and sat down.“Hey, I needed to get something for Tummy!” The first male spoke up defensively, stepping forward and handing over a white cardboard box held in his hands. “Here, Tummy.”Autumn didn’t waste any time tearing into the box, her fingers lifting the lid.“Is this...?” Tears instantly welled up in her eyes, blurring her vision as the sweet scent hit her nose.“Yeah. It’s from that small ba

The doors of the estate burst open as Sophia walked in with a confident step, a clear pep in her stride. Her eyes raked over the mansion, taking in every detail of its grand architecture.I can’t believe it, she thought, almost squealing with excitement. Her hand glided along the polished guardrail of the staircase as she began to climb.She had barely reached the landing when two maids stepped in front of her and bowed.“Miss, what may we help you with?” one of them asked politely. “The master isn’t entertaining visitors right now.”Damn it. I came here to comfort him after everything and slide in now that he’s single again. This is my chance. Seize the opportunity and become Mrs. Kingston, Sophia cursed internally.“That’s not an issue at all,” she said with a smile. “Is Chloe around?”I can use Chloe to get closer to the family. Let her put in a good word for me and bridge the gap between me and Eric, she thought, the smile never leaving her face as she plotted her next move.The m

The wind blew the curtains inward, carrying the chilling night air with it. The hearth that had been lit earlier was now completely extinguished by the cold.Eric’s eyes were fixed on the moving curtains, almost hypnotized by the way they swayed. Free from any immediate pressure, his mind drifted in and out before slowly returning to the present.When he had enough, he stood up, walked over to the open window, and shut it firmly. He had only wanted to feel something other than anger. Now he felt something alright at the beginning of a cold, or maybe a fever.He sighed and prepared to leave, frowning as he looked at himself in the mirror. This wasn’t right.“When was the last time I smiled?” he muttered, pausing while knotting his tie to stare at his own reflection.“It was probably when…”His mind flashed back to a memory with Autumn. They had been laughing about something completely obscure. She had been curled against him as they watched something together. Instinctively, the corner