And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 79

Gwendolyn was brimming with curiosity, but the stormy expression on Howard’s face kept her lips sealed tight the entire ride.

It wasn’t until they arrived at the mansion that Gwendolyn found her voice.

As she and Howard stepped through the door, they saw a disheveled young man in the living room, his face and neck a canvas of lipstick marks.

“My fairy!” Valor’s eyes lit up at the sight of Gwendolyn, and he grabbed her arm, bubbling with excitement. “I must sing your praises! You’re a miracle worker!”

“Huh?” Gwendolyn was baffled.

“I told you I’d hail you as my savior if my problem got cured. Tonight, I was like a stallion!” His excitement had him blurting out every lurid detail.

“Let go of her.” Howard’s icy gaze settled on Valor’s grip, and Valor awkwardly released Gwendolyn, his hands fumbling.

“Mr. Peterson, what exactly happened tonight?” Gwendolyn had a sinking feeling.

At her question, Valor’s enthusiasm reignited.

With animated gestures, he boasted, “I’ve been on fire for days. Tonight, I took three supermodels to a hotel and boy, I did it! For the first time in years, I was a champ! They couldn’t stop praising me!”

They? A hotel?

quite the

marveled at his audacity to spill

up, two bouncers burst in and dragged me here!

at Howard with accusation

his anger. If he hadn’t had Valor watched, the whole of

cured his chronic ailment, would be

his loose lips, Valor would brag to anyone who’d

absently with a knife on the coffee table, bathed in the chandelier’s glow that

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those three models, Valor barely dared

off to keep

I should be flaunting my newfound prowess, hiring them to

years. Finally, it was his

deliberately thwarting him!

won’t! I

from Howard’s hand,

table.

tears. “Are you that envious of me