And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 28

Scott sparkled his eyes with obsession as he eagerly approached Gwendolyn, “Hey, Gwendolyn,”

Mamie put on her harmless face and took her hand with feigned affection, “Everyone’s here already, just waiting on you, Scott here wouldn’t start without you.”

Gwendolyn turned and asked, “Didn’t we say 6:30 for the meetup?” She wasn’t even late.

“Always punctual, Gwendolyn, Let’s head on in.” Scott, ever the gentleman, held the private dining room door open for her. “Saved you the best seat.”

Gwendolyn found herself seated between Mamie and Scott,

As she settled in, the others in the room gave her varied looks,

The timid ones whispered among themselves, while the bolder voices didn’t hesitate, “Gwendolyn, that dress looks like the latest spring collection and must’ve cost a pretty penny. Who got it for you?”

Her voice was soft and slow, “My family picked it out for me.” Roselind had also bought her a few things recently.

Someone snickered, “Family, huh? Guess sugar daddies count as family.”

“Your country grandma couldn’t afford to give…”

“Let’s not get distracted, folks. Time to eat,” Scott cut in with a warning glare, quelling the gossip hounds. After all, no one wanted to risk Scott’s wrath.

snapping photos and boasting to

a drink and comforted her, “They’re just jealous you snagged that internship at Bayridge

holding her drink.

need any cash? I’ve got some savings, happy to

played the good Samaritan.

replied quietly, continuing her meal and sipping her drink. Mamie kept the conversation going and topped off her

The drink’s alcoholic content was subtle, which tasted

cheeks felt warm and her head heavy. Gwendolyn shook her head

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“I’m going

her lips. She knew Gwendolyn had

way out, leaning against the corridor wall for support. Her phone

“Hubby” on the caller ID, her mind fuzzy,

voice was soft and vulnerable like a kitten ready to be

paused, amidst

going?” asked Howard in his

Looks like I can’t quite walk straight,” she slurred, rubbing her cheeks, her words tumbling out with less