Page 45 of Secret Baby for Dr. Billionaire

“What?”

“You don’t need to say—”

“It’s okay, Ben. I’m intrigued, actually. I’ve never really met a plastic surgeon before.”

“Well, glad to meet you.”

“I need your opinion on something.” I knew Chloe was humoring him, but I was genuinely worried about what she’d ask and how Mitchell would answer. He didn’t really have the reputation of being cautious in conversation.

“You don’t,” I interrupted.

“Let her speak, Hayes.”

“Do you think I need to get my nose fixed?”

“What?” The surprise was so clear in my voice that Chloe looked up at me and shrugged.

“What?”

“You don’t need to get your nose fixed, babe. You’ll be fine for at least another fifty years.”

“Let the plastic surgeon speak,babe.”

“I like her,” Mitchell admitted, but I already knew that. What’s not to like? “Unfortunately, he’s right. Your nose looks fine. Beautiful, actually. But if you really want to get it fixed, here’s my number.” He produced a card from his coat jacket like he was expecting people to ask for his information tonight.

“Smooth, rookie.” I gave him a fake smile, and my slightly jealous response earned a giggle from Chloe and Wilson.

“It’s business, Hayes. No hard feelings.”

“I’ll keep this just in case,” Chloe took the crisp white business card and put it in the clutch she was holding.

“It’s good to see you, Wilson,” I smiled at Lola before turning to face the latter. “Not you, Mitchell. I’d better leave you to it. If you see Maggie, tell her I’m looking for her.”

“Is Maggie available now, Ben?” This kid was going places with his flirting game. I didn’t know where exactly, but he was going somewhere.

“She’s not, but even if she was, you’d be the last person she’d want. She’s out of your league.”

“You managed to grab Chloe. I say there’s still hope for the rest of us.”

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“Where’s your arm candy at?” I felt a hand landing on my shoulder, and the scent of vanilla perfume told me it was my sister.

“Hello, Maggie.” She was sporting a sage green slip dress, and her hair was tied up into a messy ponytail with loose strands curled on the side of her face.

“Word has it that Benedict Hayes finally came to an event with someone. A veryyoungsomeone.”

“Don’t start, Mags.” My sister was the last person I expected to go against my…relationship with Chloe.

“How old is she?”

“Old enough to make her own decisions.”

“So was Tonette.” Maggie knew it was a low blow to bring up Tonette, but I knew she was trying to tell me to be cautious.

“She’s not like her.”

“How do you know?”

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