And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 38

“Mr. Bainbridge sure knows how to throw his weight around. Talk about making it rain.”

“What a mess! Who would’ve thought that Howard couldn’t cough up the thirty million? They’re really in the gutter.”

Gwendolyn squeezed Howard’s hand anxiously as they overheard the murmurs, “Mr. Chadwick, don’t take it to heart. It’s the thought that counts with birthday presents, right?”

“I’m fine.” He even seemed to be in high spirits. “Just wait, Bainbridge would be the one crying soon.”

He glanced at his phone and sent off a quick message.

“Warren always favored Bainbridge! What’s he got to be proud about? It’s all Warren’s money.” Jeannie reddened her eyes with anger. “I’m off to the powder room!”

“Then… I better go check on Jeannie.” Gwendolyn, concerned, followed suit.

But the auction house’s dimly lit corridors branched off in every direction. She couldn’t spot Jeannie and struggled to follow the signs toward the ladies‘ room.

“Gwen.” From behind, Gemma came running out, panting, and called out to her.

“What is it?” Gwendolyn eyed Gemma with a mix of emotions.

saying, “I see Howard’s quite fond of you, giving you such an

spit it out. We don’t need to pretend there’s any family affection here,” Gwendolyn said, her gaze

in the countryside and never had nice things. A bracelet worth five million is wasted on you. Vivien always

your point

the pricier one, it’d turn. her mood around and it’d

couldn’t believe Gemma

of frustration filled her eyes. “Do you have any conscience? Do

bracelet is nothing in comparison,” Gemma said heartlessly. “Can’t your think of

bit.” Gwendolyn leaned against

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ice cellar.

give it to her

front of Gwendolyn, “Treating Vivien like a gem and being harsh on your own flesh and blood. Do you think that ingrate Vivien is going to take care of you in your old age? Why

Gemma was

I’m talking

Gwendolyn grabbed her hand. “Let’s not waste our breath on

my heart aches for you.”