Get A Baby After First Date

Chapter 4 Mrs.Ye's Invitation

A week later, at a mansion halfway up the mountain in C City, Mrs.Ye's party was held once a year, but the place where the party was held was always mysterious. Without the invitation released, it would not be announced. This was the first time that the party was held in C City. It was said that this well-known party was always for the highest enjoyment for women.

Nobody knew the details of the party except the one in charge. Each participant also signed a confidentiality agreement. This made the annual celebration get more unfathomable.

Women who think they're upper class are crazy. The women that Mrs.Ye invited were all carefully selected. They were all ladies of the upper class. It was a matter of dignity, which was also the reason why Anna and her mother were so excited when they saw the invitation.

Era didn't think there was anything worth being proud of as she received Mrs.Ye's invitation. Actually, she could guess that it would be a luxurious party. It was just an extreme party for the empty ladies.

She came here because there was a rebellious idea in her heart——

She didn't want to live alone in the world. She wanted someone to accompany her. But she had felt her father's ruthlessness from childhood, so she no longer had any illusions about men. So she wanted to have a baby, but she doesn't want a husband.

It was said that the party of Mrs.Ye always gather excellent men. She had to select some good genes for her future baby.

Even in the daytime, the light here was still charming.

As soon as Era entered the conference hall, she was shocked by the "beauty" in front of them.

The man was tall and slim, with the strong chest muscles, the inverted triangle seductive skeleton and the black four point swimming trunks, and the enchanting black feather mask.

In the dress of all the waiters at the party, it was extremely attractive and tempting.

The young half naked body, which was as solid as the statue of David, collided with the gorgeous and noble dress suit, creating an absolute eye-catching and amazing sparks.

"Miss, may I help you?"

In a daze, a tall and strong waiter walked up to Era, and he looked very mysterious under the dim light.

"sorry!" Era shook her head. His muscles were well proportioned, and he looked simple minded with developed limbs. He's not what she wants!

"Miss, don't be shy. Every guest has the waiter's personal service." The man lowered his voice as low and magnetic as possible.

"I'm sorry!" But still, Era firmly shook her head and refused him, because she wanted to find the father of her future baby, she has to choose carefully.

It was not easy to get rid of the waiter's attention. Era took up a cup of scarlet drink and strolled leisurely in the hall.

Women don't think like men with their lower bodies. When she entered the room, she noticed that some women were still calm. They preferred to create a suitable atmosphere first.

It was dark, and the lights were blurred. Two people were in pairs, or three of them formed a group. This was the favorite game of the upper class. Some people were dressed up in luxury clothes, as if they were enjoying some extravagant life.

Although she was not there, Era didn't hate being decadent like this.

Since her mother died, her father took that woman and her younger sister, who was only a few days younger than her, into his house openly. Since then, she began to accept everything that could not be seen.

Soon, the music started. Mrs.Ye, a lady called Elizabeth, she was wearing a red dress and she danced the opening dance with her partner. Others have joined them.

Era was dragged into the dance hall by an enthusiastic waiter. This time, she did not refuse. She turned around, shook her head and integrated into the unscrupulous revelry.

One song, two songs, three songs... As a tacit understanding between Era and her dancing partner, she was somewhat satisfied with the man in front of her.

The man seemed not to be an ordinary waiter. He kept the gentleman's elegance from beginning to end, and even his dance was the same hot.

She became more and more interested in him. But the music was over.

"Excuse me!" The man smiled and left quickly. It seemed that he had no attachment to her.

On the other hand, Era was more interested in him. There had never been a man who could be so indifferent when being with a beauty.

"Ladies, please choose your partner at last. How much are you willing to pay to spend this wonderful night with them? Please write down that number. If you do as they ask, they will be yours tonight... "

The master of ceremonies explained hard while Era's eyes were shuttling among the men on the stage. Without the man who was dancing with her just now, she must recognize him because he had a scar on his left shoulder. As expected, he was not an ordinary waiter.

Era withdrew her gaze and she was a little disappointed. She couldn't help looking forward to the end. This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

In an instant, the light turned dark, leaving a faint ray of light spreading on the main platform...

On the main platform which was as big as two persons' beds, there was a man in a coma. Unlike other waiters, he was well dressed. The buttons on his neck were unbuttoned, and he looked misty.

He leaned against rose red sofa. Without light, his whole body was shining like a diamond.

His sleeping face was as sweet as that of a newborn baby, and his skin was more delicate and fair than that of a woman. The faintly flowing pearl like light made his handsome and deep features look distinct, especially his lips, which were almost as red as rouge. He was so beautiful that anyone who saw him at the first sight would feel ashamed of themselves.

The women were shocked, screamed and held their breath. This kind of man was an angel that only appeared in legends, a prince that only existed in comics. He deserved to be called the best. Every woman would be impulsive for him, crazy for him, and even be willing to spend a fortune and a lot of money for him.

But when Era looked at him, her heart missed a beat. How could it be him?