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.”

and red velvet box into her hands. “For

see through his facade, while his

Gwendolyn found a set of golden needles shining with a

she had

eyeing Waldo’s gold needles with envy.

wanted to refuse, but she couldn’t bear to let them go. Seeing her adorable indecision, Howard said, “We’ll deduct it

joy as she accepted the

filled with amusement. His girl deserved

Chadwick, you’re

simplicity warmed his heart. His

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to be good to me too.”

“No problem.”

Gwendolyn held her head low, tenderly touching each golden needle, unable to

up

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

How strange!

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

suffered a setback and came

were