And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

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.

that. “Hey, man. Food, love, and

knew the bliss of a perfect moment, the ecstasy of a

shot him a cold glance.

his hand. “Don’t write me off, buddy. You’ll come

“Never gonna happen.”

yourself that. When Gwendolyn gets sick of you, we’ll see who you

quickly straightened up. “I’ll have your and Gwendolyn’s outfits delivered tomorrow. Warren’s birthday party kicks off at six.

that the founder of Summit

scores. I expect you to

a look. “As

lingering glance, Nathan left with a

an engine roared to life. The car

11:20

Invitation card with golden embossing,

have an ace up

descended the staircase, catching the scene.

asleep. I’ve checked. She’s

senior, was

was a pampered young lady, unaccustomed to real