And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 103

Gwendolyn pursed her lips tight, clutching her cell phone as if it were a lifeline, ready to dial 911 any moment.

The atmosphere around Howard, who sat in his wheelchair, was as dark and chilling as a winter storm. “Cliff, just make sure they remember this night,” he ordered with an icy tone.

“Understood, boss,” Cliff responded.

Cliff, a man with a military build and a certain air of power that suggested a disciplined life didn’t hesitate. He charged into the crowd, snatched up a bottle of Merlot from the nearest table, and smashed it over Jimmy’s head.

Blood blossomed like a gruesome flower.

“Mess with our Miss Jeannie, and you’re done for!” Cliff bellowed.

“Get them, boys!”

Jimmy clutched his bleeding head, bellowing with rage and pain as chaos erupted in the bar.

As bottles crashed to the floor, Gwendolyn seized the opportunity to steady the staggering Jeannie, drunk as a lord.

“Mr. Chadwick, I’ll get Jeannie to the car, then I’m coming back for you!” she said.

“Be careful,” Howard admonished.

“Got it!” With great difficulty, Gwendolyn guided Jeannie toward the exit.

Meanwhile, Cliff was a one–man army. A retired mercenary, his lethal skills were more than a match for the pampered playboys, hollowed out by excess and entitlement.

In no time, Jimmy and his cronies were sprawled on the floor, defeated.

this slide! It is just you

you who

a credit card at Jimmy’s face.

Cliff, and his voice was devoid of warmth. “Keep at it! I want one million. dollars

“Before or after

replied indifferently.

as the groveling sycophants knelt,

“We messed up!”

have

you’re going to kill someone! Please, have

a row,

their backsides with a forceful kick.

boss?”

his wheelchair as he spoke. “If you want to leave, strip Jimmy. Feel him up until I say stop.” Let him have a taste of his own medicine. “Since

of liver

I have Bainbridge backing me up! You

still defiant, but his companions

about survival,

it. Howard forced us. We had

don’t want to die. Just take it, man.”

was stripped bare, not even his boxers spared. Multiple hands

at his skin.

screaming in disgust as if he was about to throw up his Thanksgiving

dinner.