Transmigrated as The Best Female Character of the Year

Rose Shaw froze. ’How did Landon Harmon end up like this in the blink of an eye?!’

Landon Harmon struggled to his feet and grabbed Rose Shaw’s pant leg. ”Rose, I was wrong! I won’t do it! I’ll never do it again! I don’t want a single cent, and I’ll delete all that defamatory material right now! I’ll do whatever you want! It... It was Rhona Hughes who told me to post it. Everything I’ve posted was provided by her!”

Rose Shaw was stunned again. ’Has the world gone mad?!’

’Rhona Hughes! So it was her. And she really is from Stellaris.’

’But who was the one who just dealt with Landon Harmon?’

...

In another private room, the faint scent of milk wafted through the air.

The entire room was filled with lush green plants, a stark contrast to the typical KTV decor.

The room was softly lit, where a handsome man held a one-month-old baby, gently soothing it.

Nearby, Evan Fairchild sat with the grim stillness of an underworld judge.

Having just beaten someone up, his rage had yet to dissipate, and the top three buttons of his shirt were undone.

”Evan Fairchild, pass me that bottle of water,” Shawn Fisher commanded the unmoving, cold-faced man.

Evan Fairchild got up to grab the bottle of water.

”Wait! Go wash your hands first!”

Evan Fairchild was speechless.

”You just touched that piece of trash. It’s my absolute limit not to make you disinfect your entire body!”

”Get it yourself!” Evan Fairchild sat back down. ’The fact that I’m even still sitting here is my limit!’

”I’m holding Sweetie, so hurry up!”

Evan Fairchild gritted his teeth, but still stood up, washed his hands, and handed the bottle of water to Shawn Fisher.

Holding the baby in one arm, Shawn Fisher skillfully opened the water bottle with his free hand. He poured a precise amount of water and a few scoops of formula into the baby bottle, shook it well, and then tested the temperature on the back of his hand. Only then did he carefully bring the bottle to the lips of the little baby in his arms.

Evan Fairchild was speechless.

’The feared heir of The Shipping Magnate Family, the current head of the Fisher Family, Shawn Fisher... was actually in front of him, preparing a baby’s bottle!’

”There was no need for you to get your hands dirty with such a minor issue, President Fairchild! You so rarely ask me for help, I got all excited! See? I rushed right over with Sweetie! And it turns out to be about something so trivial! Were those people targeting one of your company’s artists?”

”No.”

”No?!” Shawn Fisher exclaimed, his voice rising a few notches.

The little baby in his arms was startled and almost started crying.

”Shh, Sweetie, be good. Daddy wasn’t talking to you. You just keep eating.” Shawn Fisher then looked back at Evan Fairchild. ”Were they going after your woman, then?”

”No!”

”If it wasn’t someone from your company, and it wasn’t your woman, then why are you so worked up? Evan Fairchild, do you have nothing better to do? You might have time to waste, but I don’t! I have a wife and a child. I’m busy!”

”You’ve only been married for three months, and you already have a child? Congratulations on becoming an instant father.”

”Heh! What’s wrong with putting the cart before the horse? What right does a single guy like you have to judge me? Feeling sour today? Are you just jealous because my Sweetie is so beautiful and adorable?”

”Is she that beautiful? That adorable?” Evan Fairchild retorted.

As he looked at the child in Shawn Fisher’s arms, an image of Ian suddenly flashed through his mind.

’Our Ian is much more beautiful and adorable than this Chubby! His eyes and brows are the spitting image of his mother’s.’

”Evan Fairchild! If you can’t show me a baby more beautiful and more adorable than my Sweetie, then this isn’t over between us!”

Evan Fairchild straightened his clothes, neatly buttoned up his shirt, gave Shawn Fisher one last look, and turned to leave.