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.”

into

anticipated that a young woman he’d met fleetingly could see through his facade, while

golden needles shining with a cold and sharp

as she

needles with envy. They’re

Seeing

joy as she accepted the

were filled with amusement.

Chadwick, you’re awesome!”

his heart. His smile grew slowly, his voice

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have to be good to me

“No problem.”

the way home, Gwendolyn held her head low, tenderly touching each golden needle,

car pulled up to the

with light. Normally, Marina would have retired

How strange!

before you go

had suffered a setback and came directly here.

they were capable of