Super Sweetheart of the CEO Daddy
Chapter 1927

Taylor's words left the room deathly silent. Mr. Whiteand Mrs. White stared at her face.

"What are you talking about?" Mr. White's eyes flashed with anger, "Monica is dating with Stinson?"

Taylor immediately felt guiltyof her parents. She lowered her head and sobbed, "Yes, she seems to be with Stinson now."

"It's over, it's all over." Mr. White patted the table full of despair and panic.

Mrs. White was also anxious and uneasy. She quickly grabbed her daughter's arm and said, "Taylor, what should we do about the current predicament? Let's apologize to Monica and let her let us go." "She won't let us off." Taylor's eyes revealed a hint of resentment.

"Why not? As long as you sincerely apologize to her, we will compensate her for all the losses she suffered ..."

"Mom!" Taylor shouted, "Do you think this is possible? Back then, when she was kicked out, do you remember what you said beside her? Our family owes her, so she can't forgive us. Besides, she has already been with Stinson, and she will not care this little bit of money. She just wants to see our failure."

Mr. White walked over and slapped Taylor's face forcefully, "It was all your doing."

Taylor was slapped, her head buzzing with disbelief.

"Why did you hit her?" Mrs. White hurriedly protected her daughter, "If she hadn't married into the Stephenson Family, the Stephenson Family would not have given you so much support in business." Taylor was filled with despair. With her husband's expulsion and her father's blame, she suddenly felt that she had no place to stand. Could it be that this was retribution?

Taylor closed her eyes in pain, tears streaming down her cheeks. She absolutely refused to accept her fate.

"Dad, you hit me. I accept it. Indeed, it was because of me that today's situation was brought about. But don't worry.I will definitely try my best to save it. Monica returned home this time, and she brought her son back. I feel that the Wayne Family will definitely not let her marry with Stinson if I makeher reputation as a joke."

"What son? Where did she get her son?" Mrs. White was stunned.

Mr. White stared at his daughter with a gloomy expression, "Do you have a way?"

"Stinson doesn't seem to mind her having a son. It's really kind. However, if we find a man to ruin her reputation, the Wayne Family will definitely not accept her." At this moment, Taylor had no other choice. She had to give it a try. As long as she could get rid of Monica, she would no longer care about the consequences.

"How do you know who the father of her child is?" Mr. White calculated carefully.

"It's because everyone doesn't know that our method is easy to implement. We can find a man to recognize her son and then ruin her reputation. In this way, no matter how much Stinson likes her, the Wayne Family won't be able to accommodate her." Taylor had already thought of this dangerous move. If she went right, it would be an abyss that could never be recovered for Monica.

"Alright, hurry up and handle this matter. The WhiteFamily is about to collapse. Also, Don wants to divorce you, so you can leave with him. But you can't leave blindly. Find evidence of his cheating, split half of his property, and bring over custody of the two children. At that time, the Stephenson Family will be led by you." After Mr. White finished speaking, he walked upstairs. He was a merchant, and he valued profit. Taylor stood stiffly in the living room. She really didn't want to divorce with Don. She only wanted to be old with him. But now, the situation forced her to do so. She couldn't careboth of them. She had to take care of one side. She could only be withher mother's family. Don had let her down first, so don't blame her for being heartless.

"Don't blame your father. He is also doing it for your own good. For a family like ours, money is the only way to feel at ease. In the end, love isjust a mirrored flower and water moon. It's good to only have fun." Mrs. White had already seen through that love was the most unreliable thing, and she had also lost it.

"I know. If you give me another week, I will definitely ruin Monica's reputation." After Taylor finished speaking, she carried her bag, turned around and walked out.

Originally, she wanted to go back to receive some comfort, but it was only at this moment that Taylor realized that her life was filled with battlefields. She was no longer a wealthy lady or a daughter of a rich family. She had to use herself as a weapon and kill everyone. Perhaps, she really couldn't be too naive. Love was not something to eat. Only money could make her feel safe.

Taylor's plan was to find a man to recognize her son after Monica's design competition ended. Of course, before that, she had to find an opportunity to publicize Monica's relationship with Stinson, so that her exposure rate would increase and the entire nation would remember her face.

Taylor finally got a little comfort in her heart.

Inside the resort, Monica and Stinson, who had been playing for half a day, returned to the hotel on a sightseeing bus.

For Monica, this was the most relaxing trip in the past five years. Before, her body and mind had been tied to her son, and she had been staring at his safety while traveling, not daring to relax for a moment. But now, the child was left to his grandparents to take care of. She didn't need to take care of him. Just now, she was rowing and riding a horse, and Stinson accompanied her throughout the journey. She was carefree and unrestrained, as if the spring of life was coming.

Stinson also had a good time today. He gotthe taste of love.Gradually, he became addicted. In the past, he felt that women were superfluous. His two sisters were enough to give him a headache. But now, he realized that his sister was his family and he unconditionally doted on them. However, the feeling Monica gave him was completely unfamiliar, fresh and stimulating. Every cell in his body was jumping, very excited, like a flame burning.

"When are we going back?" Monica asked him in a low voice.

"You decide." Stinson replied with a chuckle.

"Let's go back this afternoon. I still have to work." Monica could not play wild. She still had to put her work first.

"Alright, I'll listen to you." Stinson said in her ear.

The sudden intimacy made Monica's heart beat faster. She pretended not to know and turned to look out the window.

But the next second, the man pressed her in front of the French window. Monica cried out in shock and turned around to hug him tightly, afraid that the glass would break.

After Stinson succeeded, he let out a low laugh.

Just as Monica was about to raise her head and stare at him, she felt the man's thin lips againsther.

The warm feeling snatched away all of Monica's rationality. It was as if she had played around for half a day, but it wasn't as strong as the feeling of being hugged tightly and kissed by him at this moment. It was also as if she was waiting for this moment of indulgence.

Monica no longer knew how to refuse him. She was like an inexperienced person, letting him do everything.