And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 77

The next day, tabloids and social media were ablaze with a scandalous piece of news. Mr. Bainbridge of the Chadwick Group had gotten plastered during a night out and caused a scene at a hotel, stripping down and performing an impromptu striptease before being hauled off by the cops.

The video showed Bainbridge, out of control and stark naked, in the throes of a drunken frenzy.

Eventually, a concerned bystander called the police, and they carted him away.

After a total rager of a night, Jarvis managed to spring him, stinking like a brewery.

Smack! Smack! Two sharp slaps landed on Bainbridge’s face.

“Are you sober up yet?” Jarvis had spent the entire night cleaning up the mess, calming the nerves of the Chadwick Group’s employees, and spinning the narrative that Summit Corp’s backing would guarantee a brighter future for the company.

Thanks to his efforts, the stock prices had stabilized by morning. That 20% stake seemed to be the only casualty.

He hadn’t expected his son to cause such a debacle.

“Dad, Larkin set me up! He said if I downed those drinks, he’d have my back,” Bainbridge sobbed, his clothes crumpled and reeking of spoiled sauerkraut. “He left me naked in the hotel lobby!”

For Bainbridge, who was all about appearances, this was worse than death.

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