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

his audacity to spill

in and dragged me

Howard with accusation and hurt.

the whole of Bayridge City would have known about his miraculous recovery

his chronic ailment, would be exposed.

Valor would brag to anyone

Howard’s voice was deadly calm, and he played absently with a knife on the coffee table, bathed in the chandelier’s glow that sharpened his features with an intimidating chill.

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those three models, Valor

“Pay them off

be flaunting my newfound prowess, hiring them to spread

years. Finally, it was his turn to

was deliberately thwarting

I

flew from Howard’s hand, embedding

table.

tears. “Are