And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 105

Chapter 105

Howard frowned as he glanced at Nathan, his eyes growing colder by the second. “Beat

It.

Nathan smirked sheepishly, “Oh, come on. Spill the beans, man. Did Enoch help solve your get–up–and–go problem?”

“Nope,” Howard replied, impatience threading his voice.

Nathan deflated like a punctured balloon. “That’s a bummer. I’ve been itching to share some good stuff. But chin up, Howard. You’ll bounce back!”

He patted Howard’s shoulder with a forced sympathy.

“What good stuff are you talking about?” Howard asked, his tone flat but eyes probing

“Lots of goodies.”

Nathan cocked an eyebrow smugly. “The kind you wouldn’t even dream of”

He had anything one could find on the market and then some.

He even had a storage room at home for his treasures, a no–go zone for even the cleaning lady.

“Vulgar,” Howard spat.

Food, love, and passion are what life is

the bliss of a perfect moment, the ecstasy

a

“Don’t write me off, buddy. You’ll come knocking one

“Never gonna happen.”

When Gwendolyn gets sick of you, we’ll

off at six. As a founder of Summit Corp,

the founder of Summit Corp had hit Bayridge City!

expect you to

him a look. “As you

Nathan left

life. The car zoomed off in a cloud

11:20

the black Invitation card with golden embossing, his

him to have an ace

staircase, catching the scene.

“Jeannie’s asleep. I’ve checked. She’s unhurt,

two years Gwendolyn’s senior, was frank and

a pampered young lady, unaccustomed to

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