My Baby’s Daddy Chapter 1275
Queenie clenched her jaw and held up her phone. “Fine. I’ll be the bigger person and post your scandalous behavior to both our families’ chat groups. Everyone will know about the two of you!”
“Leslie, quick, take her phone away from her! Don’t let her post anything!” Bonnie exclaimed in fear.
The man leaped out of bed at once and charged over to Queenie without caring that he was only clad in his underwear. He was determined to snatch Queenie’s phone away, so she rushed for the door.
“Get her, Leslie!” the woman behind them commanded. Queenie had just started running when she realized her grave mistake. She should not have worn heels! She fled around the corner and heard a door opening.
She flew into the room without hesitation. The man inside the room was caught unaware and she ended up bashing him in the forehead, which sent him stumbling to the ground.
Queenje hurriedly shut the door and stood with her back against it. It was then that she realized there was a tall, young man in a gray shirt lying on the ground.
He sat up with a wince and continued to groan in pain as he clutched his forehead. Queenie hastened to mutter her apology. “I’m so sorry, sir! Are you alright?!”
The man looked up at once. The soft morning sun had lit up the room, but the man’s expression was dark and stormy. There was a noticeable red lump on his forehead which looked extremely out of place on his otherwise flawless, fair face.
“Do I look like I’m alright?” He got up from the floor and his towering frame made Queenie, who was leaning against the door, gulp.
He was so tall-6 feet and 1 inches. She felt pressured. Just then, a woman’s voice came in from the corridor. “Did she escape? What should we do, Leslie?”
Queenie immediately clapped her hands together and stared at the man with pleading eyes. She looked like a kicked puppy.
“Let me hide in here, please, it’ll only be for a moment. Just a short while,” she begged before pressing her ear against the door to hear what was being said outside.
“Hah. If she dares to post it, I’ll make her pay!” a man growled viciously.
“How did she get the card to our room? Isn’t this supposed to be the best hotel in the city? I want to file a complaint.”
Once the voices were gone, Queenie finally sighed in relief, but when she turned around, she realized she had yet another problem on her hands.
A problem in the form of a handsome man who had a swollen forehead thanks to her. He was glaring daggers at her. “Let me take you to the hospital, sir!”
However, he merely pointed at the door and commanded icily, “Get out.”
“Yes, right away!’ Queenie replied before scurrying out the door. At the same time, the man’s phone started ringing and he picked it up. “Hello?”
“Mr. Manson, the meeting has started.” “I’ll be right down,” Nigel replied. He took a deep breath. Who could tell him what the deal was with that rude girl just now?
The senior executives of Manson Group were all gathered in the hotel’s conference room on the eighth floor, and the one seated at the head of the table was Nigel Manson. It had been two years since he first returned from studying abroad, and now, he was a lot more dignified and reserved.
Everyone was staring at the man at the head of the table whose forehead was red and swollen, and they all voiced their concern.
