And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 85

At dusk, Gwendolyn clocked out and waited for the bus, the droning hustle of the city filling her ears. Suddenly, a soft beep sliced through the din, and a sleek Porsche pulled up in front of her. The window rolled down to reveal Sanford’s stern face.

“Hop in. i’ll give you a lift,” Sanford offered calmly.

“Mr. Hamilton, I appreciate it, but I’m fine with the bus,” Gwendolyn demurred.

Jeannie had mentioned that their families weren’t exactly on friendly terms. She didn’t want to get too entangled with the Hamilton family.

“I have a business matter to discuss. Get in. We’ll talk,” Sanford insisted, his tone suggesting it was a settled matter.

With a bitten lip, Gwendolyn hesitated a little before opening the door and settling into the back seat.

“Mr. Hamilton, what is it you wanted to discuss?”

“Dr. Yates put in your request for a permanent position. After discussion, we’ve decided to approve it,” Sanford said, pressing on the gas, his driving smooth and assured.

“Thank you, sir,” Gwendolyn couldn’t help but feel a thrill. Her dream of earning her medical license and opening her clinic was one step closer.

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so impressed

school could be that capable unless she came from a lineage of doctors with a wealth of accumulated knowledge. But Gwendolyn’s background was anything but

her,” Sanford glanced at her in the rearview mirror, his remaining shred of conscience prompting him to

“I will.”

he just wanted to give her a ride.

quick thank you,

back!” Jeannie popped a confetti cannon, showering Gwendolyn in a cascade

it’s my brother’s birthday! We’re all here!”

work? Come sit, Roselind called

nearby and Howard smiling at her in his

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to Howard while Marina served dish after dish, ending

“All set!”

sit. Honey, stop fussing. It’s just family tonight, a little celebration for Howard,” Roselind coaxed Marina

usually threw grand birthday parties, but this year was the simplest.

Howard’s narrow escape from death, they

was the life of the party, orchestrating

to Gwendolyn as if beseeching the heavens