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.”

a long and red velvet box into her hands. “For

woman he’d met fleetingly could see through his facade, while his so–called “family” never

set of golden needles shining with a

as she

gold needles with envy. They’re yours now.”

to refuse, but she couldn’t bear to let them go. Seeing her adorable indecision,

curved with joy as she accepted the

with amusement. His

you’re awesome!”

simplicity warmed his heart. His smile grew slowly, his voice

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you’ll have to be good

“No problem.”

low, tenderly touching each golden

car pulled up to the

open, the living room bright with light. Normally, Marina would have retired to her room to watch TV and

How strange!

you recognize the person before you go in.” Howard was laced with

setback and came directly here.

were capable of