Daddy’s Doting Addiction

Chapter 2

Naomi locked her phone and quickly placed the marriage certificate into her bag. She took out a bank card and stuffed it forcefully into Jack's palms.

"Hey Mister Daddy, I have to make a move first. Let's sign our fake marriage contract tomorrow. Here, take this card. The pin is six digits of eight. There are…"

Naomi paused sheepishly. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

"There are a million dollars inside. I… treat it as the first payment. The other ninety-nine million, I'll pay by installment!"

Naomi only had one million with her. She initially wanted to use a million dollars to randomly find someone. However, she did not expect that she would meet him. Jack was the most good-looking stripper she had seen. He was definitely worth more than a million.

Out of impulsiveness, she had offered him a hundred million.

The more Naomi said the lower her head became. She did not notice Jack's darkened expression.

"What. Did. You. Call. Me?"

"Daddy, of course! You were the one who called me a kid first! Now, we're even!" Naomi smiled naughtily, satisfied with paying back. At that moment, the taxi stopped right next to her.

She immediately got into the car without waiting for Jack's response. The taxi left. Naomi popped her head out of the window and waved at Jack.

"See you tomorrow, handsome Daddy!"

When Jack heard Naomi calling him handsome, his frosty expression relaxed a little. He lowered his head and looked at his palm where Naomi once touched. He looked at it meaningfully.

Immediately after, Jack kept the marriage certificate and walked across the road to a limited edition, luxurious Mayerbach.

In the car, Jack's assistant, Sean Gregory, was stunned. He looked at Jack approaching the car in a daze.

He had not recovered from the shocking scene he saw a moment ago.

His boss was smart and good-looking. He was the Prince of Gin City and every woman's dream lover, yet he got married to a punk lady!

The punk lady had grabbed his hand, yet he did not even frown nor did he at least furrow a brow!

"Boss, aren't you allergic to women?"

Jack had been kidnapped when he was young, which caused him to be disgusted at the physical touch of a woman, especially strangers. Even if they were half a meter from him, he would be uncomfortable.

Sean was baffled. How did that girl do it?

"Close your gaping mouth." Jack swept Sean a glance and passed the marriage certificate to him.

"Send this to Old Mister Hough."

"Sir, even if Old Mister Hough has been pressuring you to get married, you can't just marry this ugly lady!" Sean could no longer hold back. He got Jack's urgent message to bring his documents over. He never would have thought that…

"Even if you had to find a random woman to shut your family up, it shouldn't be her. Miss May will be returning to the country soon. You could…"

"She is the most suitable person." Jack raised his eyebrows. His deep-set eyes were rather cold.

A girl that did not love him yet could have normal physical contact with him. She needed a fake marriage. Coincidentally, he needed one too.

"Look up her background."

"Yes," Sean replied embarrassedly. He took a look at the marriage certificate and unintentionally saw the photo.

His eyes suddenly widened!

'F*ck me, is this really that punk lady just now?'

…

At the Green Mansion.

"Achoo!" Naomi sneezed the moment she got out of the car. It seemed like the universe was also trying to warn her that she was going to have a troublesome day…

She lifted her head and looked at the building which seemed familiar yet strange to her. Her expressions darkened. She still had to put on an act. It was time for her to shine!

Naomi was at the door when she heard a fierce old man's voice coming from inside.

"Scott, I have been waiting for an hour! Why is your daughter Naomi not back yet? Is she trying to run away?"

"Of course not! Mister Hendricks, my daughter truly wants to marry you. Once she is here, we'll do it according to plan and get everything done."