Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Daughter Wants A New Dad: My Lucky Star: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Shawn was at a construction site when he heard his phone beep. It was a message from George, ever since the accident he has been calling and texting George frequently so he has a special sound notification for it. The message read; "SOS!!!! Your little angel dad is here and by the mother's expression she doesn't want him anywhere near them, you think you can come?", he wanted to ignore the message seeing as their family issues is none of his concern when he got another text; "I forgot to add, your little angel is awake and she called me handsome!! Hehe", that got Shawn's attention. "She is awake", he thought, but he has to supervise the construction taking place as it is a very delicate deal... After hesitating for a while he finally concluded--no, I should go see her--he concurred as her angelic face appeared in his mind rendering his resolve useless. He dialed Andrew's number, "Come to the A-rank construction site and take over supervising for me", he said and after Andrew r

AT STARLIGHT ENTERTAINMENT: Gabriella sorted through a pile of scripts, searching for the perfect role for the new actress recently signed under her. "This is impossible", she thought slumping over the desk in exhaustion. " I have only worked with B-rank artists and above, what was the boss thinking assigning me a D-rank artist", all the roles she found required a matured look or were too dangerous, and this artist was far from being mature, her baby face was too obvious and the boss specifically told her not to choose any dangerous role for the artist. "Argggg!", she exclaimed, her chest rising and falling as she breathed heavily, her lips protruding and her jaw clenched in anger. "He did this purposely!", she thought, her mind racing with resentment. Just then, her office door opened and she snapped her head up, furious at who dared to enter without knocking. Christopher Dele, her boss and Shawn's brother, strutted in, looking dashing in his green coloured sweatshirt a

Christopher grabbed his brother's hand, concern etched on his face. "Hold on brother! You're leaving the kids alone?", Shawn shrugged him off and took out his phone, showing Christopher the recent message from George. "She is awake and well, so you can leave now. She'll join her children in a moment". Christopher nodded understanding. "Alright. Em...Big bro.....", Christopher began as he moved closer to his brother. "No!", Shawn replied adamantly.. Feeling aggrieved, Christopher hit his brother lightly. "Why are you disagreeing without hearing what I'm about to say?" "No you cannot come to my house Christopher, you will be a nuisance ", Shawn stated. "Right!", Christopher face fell, but he agreed, walking out the door with Shawn following behind. After moving a safe distance from Shawn Christopher called out, "Hey, big bro! I just remembered, how do you think mom will react if she sees this picture?", Christopher lightly threatened as he waved his phone in the air, a sly

The warm afternoon sun cast a golden glow over the bustling street as Eleana walked towars the cafe across the street. Her ocean blue dress fluttering in the gentle breeze. She clutched Isabelle tightly, her eyes fixed on the cafe ahead where her lawyer was already waiting for her. "Sorry I'm late, my daughter had a brain scan and I had to be there", she apologized. Standing up the lawyer, Mark, stretched out his hands for a handshake which Eleana took. "There is no need to apologize, your child's health should come first", lawyer Mark said as he gestured for her to take a sit. Eleana sat in the chair opposite the lawyer, and placed Isabelle on the one close to her. "Thank you... I knew Dane will contest the divorce, I just didn't expect him to do so this soon, that's the reason I contacted you yesterday." Mark nodded understandably. "From someone of Mr Dane's stature, immediate response is likely. I've reviewed your case and we need to discuss our strategy on moving forward, but

AT SHAWN’S SIDE: The sunlight streaming through the windows highlighted Christopher's chiseled features as he lounge on the couch, soaking up in the warmth of the sun. He was watching a TV series while munching on popcorn, oblivious to the maids who couldn't help but steal glances at his muscular physique. A sudden ringtone broke the tranquility, and Christopher groaned. He initially ignored the ringing phone but reached for it after it's continuous disturbance. "Hello!", he answered, his voice muffled by the popcorn in his mouth, with eyes still glued to the TV screen. A childish voice on the other end caught him off guard. “Hello......I want to speak to Uncle Shawn!”. Christopher's eyes widen in surprise. “When did we have a niece I don’t know of? Or could it be......?”, he thought as he hastily got up and rushed to Shawn's study, phone in one hand and the popcorn on the other. Shawn was looking through the blueprints for a new project when Christopher barged into his study r