And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 41

“How about it?”

Lounging comfortably against a plush leather seat, Howard appeared relaxed, his eyes shimmering like a moonlit spring in the depths of the mountains.

Gwendolyn considered her words carefully. “Mr. Chadwick, I think you knew that painting was a fake all along.”

It was just an intuition.

“And what makes you say that? I’m hardly an antiquities expert.”

Gwendolyn frowned, laying out her suspicions: “You gave up too easily at the start, and your seemed unfazed by Bainbridge’s taunts. But most importantly…”

“What?”

“The Mr. Chadwick I know wouldn’t spend thirty–five million on a painting. That kind of money. for you, would be better spent on something meaningful.” Like starting a foundation, or making a donation.

He didn’t have pretentious tastes, nor was he after fame and fortune. Instead, he was down–to–earth and principled, truly the mark of a gentleman.

Howard leaned in unexpectedly, staring into her eyes.

“My master Gwen is so clever. But…” His eyes gleamed like a spring under the moonlight as he chuckled, “We’ve still got to buy what we need to buy.”

box into her hands. “For you, consider it

see through his

found a set of golden needles shining with

she

gold needles with envy. They’re

go. Seeing her adorable

with joy

filled with amusement. His girl deserved only the

Chadwick, you’re awesome!”

simplicity warmed his heart. His smile grew slowly, his voice husky and seductive.

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you’ll have to be

“No problem.”

Gwendolyn held her head low, tenderly touching

car pulled up to

hour, the villa’s gate was open, the living room bright with light. Normally, Marina would have retired

How strange!

you go in.” Howard was laced with a cold

setback and came

they were capable of anything.