Hooked By a Baby, Spoiled by the Billionaire Daddy
Noah asked, I avoid the question, their curiosity piqued by each second passing, I swallow hard, how I’m going to evade this particular question and as if the universe was by my side, it heeds to my humble call, my phone ring, perfect, and thank you my knight in shining armor.
“Uncle Sebastian is on the line” I informed “stay put” I swipe the answer icon
“Hello bash”
“Olivia” his baritone voice came in from the other end “how is the trip and the kids, jetlagged?”
I laughed “I’m pretty sure it the opposite, for some strange reason they had been elated upon arrival”
“Great and the place?”
“Nostalgia swamping in but I will adapt, I always do”
“Livia” he called sighing “do you have to do this?”
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