Chapter 276: You probably don’t know how many women in River City want to climb into my bed... - Mommy Alert! The CEO Daddy Won't Stop Courting - NovelsTime

Mommy Alert! The CEO Daddy Won't Stop Courting

Chapter 276: You probably don’t know how many women in River City want to climb into my bed...

Author: Wind Lemon Frost
updatedAt: 2026-01-24

CHAPTER 276: CHAPTER 276: YOU PROBABLY DON’T KNOW HOW MANY WOMEN IN RIVER CITY WANT TO CLIMB INTO MY BED...

Malcom Moore didn’t care and looked at Charles Moore, "Dad, you agree that I was right to hit him, don’t you?"

"Cough cough." Charles Moore coughed, "Not to say hitting someone wasn’t right, but could you be more discreet after you do it?"

"What good is being discreet? When I, Malcom Moore, want to teach someone a lesson, I do it openly."

Malcom Moore looked at Charles Moore and continued, "I did this for Benedict Owens to see. This is the result of his daughter bullying the people I protect! Besides, Adrian is back now, and when I see him, I’ll tell him. I think the River City Party Secretary needs to be replaced."

Charles Moore glanced at Malcom Moore, feeling he had really grown up, then nodded, "Mm, do as you see fit."

After speaking, he stared at Malcom Moore and asked, "Boy, are you interested in that girl from the Sterling family?"

Malcom Moore: "..."

Interested?

Maybe.

Lately, he couldn’t help but think about that woman, recalling her cute and angry demeanor.

He found her interesting and couldn’t help wanting to tease her.

The women who had hovered around him before never gave him this feeling.

Seeing Malcom Moore silent, Charles Moore’s face fell, "Even if you’re not interested in the Sterling girl and don’t want to marry her, remember this: no matter how much you dislike it, if the girl agrees, you will marry her! And even if she disagrees, you’ll take care of her like a sister."

Malcom Moore once had a first love, a woman who drove him mad with love, but she left, and since then, Malcom Moore had played through life.

He intentionally navigated through the garden, yet remained untouched.

Because of that girl, he stopped being sincere with anyone, but this time...

The father and son never mentioned the girl; Charles Moore hoped it was a past affair, and Malcom Moore hoped to forget everything and start anew.

Malcom Moore looked at Charles Moore, "Who said I didn’t like her? Besides, why would I want a sister? Too troublesome!"

Charles Moore was stunned.

Upon realizing, he excitedly asked, "So, you like the Sterling girl?"

After speaking, he remembered something and added, "Oh, I forgot, it doesn’t matter if you like her now. The Sterling girl doesn’t like you, and she outright refused to marry you."

Malcom Moore instantly felt indignant, "Who said she doesn’t like me?"

Charles Moore sneered, "No need for others to say; with your nonchalant attitude, it’d be a miracle if anyone took a liking to you!"

"Dad, how can you say that about your own son? You probably don’t know how many young women in River City are crying and begging to marry your son!"

Malcom Moore boasted with pride, "Your son is infinitely charming! That girl, she wouldn’t dismiss me!"

Charles Moore stirred him up, "I don’t know about others wanting to marry you, but the Sterling girl explicitly refused to marry you."

Malcom Moore argued, "That was before she saw my charm; now, she might regret it deeply."

"Really?" Charles Moore displayed clear disbelief, "If you have the skill, bring the Sterling girl back as my daughter-in-law. If you don’t, stop boasting."

Malcom Moore knew Charles Moore was purposely challenging him.

But he didn’t mind and even stepped into the trap Charles Moore set for him, "Dad, don’t worry. With my skills, it’s definitely no problem to win over that Sterling girl."

Charles Moore’s dark eyes glimmered with excitement.

He looked at Malcom Moore, eagerly saying, "Alright, I’ll wait for you to bring the Sterling girl home as my daughter-in-law, then I’ll give you the whole group, so I won’t feel I’ve let Elder Sterling down."

He paused, remembered something, and advised Malcom Moore, "Boy, listen carefully: you can pursue that girl, but never force her!"

"Am I that kind of person? Besides, with my charm, would I need to force anyone?"

Malcom Moore raised his wicked brows slightly, his long, peach blossom eyes glimmering with excitement, "Just wait and see, I’ll make her willingly become your daughter-in-law, and give you the chance to repay kindness!"

"You little rascal!" If he weren’t too far to reach him, Charles Moore would definitely have given Malcom Moore a kick.

...

In an apartment building in Mexico, a beautiful woman is teasing the man in front of her.

The woman’s figure is excellent.

The fire-red silk nightdress she wears is light and transparent, making her snow-like skin even more alluring and seductive.

The fire-red nightdress is less a nightdress and more a very, very short strip of cloth.

The woman wears such a nightdress and dances a very passionate dance with the music.

And the man opposite her, whom she’s trying hard to please, is none other than Mark, who previously saved Benjamin Parker, also Kaleb disguised with Virgil Davies.

The woman’s name is Jasmine, specially sent by Virgil Davies to serve Kaleb.

However, serving in essence is testing.

Virgil Davies is naturally very suspicious.

The underground casino fire incident last time, even though Virgil Davies found no one responsible, made him suspicious of everyone around him.

Today’s woman is the one he uses to test Kaleb.

Mark, also known as Kaleb, is currently sitting in a chair, wickedly shaking his wine glass, watching the woman’s performance.

Watching, Kaleb seemed to be stirred by some emotion, the dark pupils clearly showing desire, but he had no reaction at all.

His posture seated there, outsiders couldn’t peek a bit into his thoughts.

He looked at the woman, wickedly grinning, "Beauty, come here."

Upon hearing Kaleb’s call, the woman immediately twisted her waist happily towards him.

Then, she unreservedly threw herself into Kaleb’s arms, sitting on his lap, twining her arms like a snake around Kaleb’s neck, in a coy voice pleading, "Brother Kaleb, isn’t Jasmine good enough? Or don’t you like Jasmine? Why do you always refuse to touch Jasmine?"

As she spoke, the woman sat closer, nudging the man’s thighs coquettishly, "Brother Kaleb, if you don’t like Jasmine, Jasmine will be so sad!"

Mark’s lips twitched slightly, revealing a wickedly charming smile on his already dazzling face.

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