And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 113

Larkin squinted as he flipped open the list, reading off names like a roll call at a high–stakes poker game.

“Andrew, Jerry…”

It was as if he were reading from the Book of Life and Death, and those with their names called felt their hearts race, sweat beading on their foreheads. Standing beside them, muscles bulging beneath his suit, was the burly driver, Cliff, ready to take action at any

moment.

Before long, only a handful of people were in the grand ballroom.

The air hung heavy with tension.

Larkin snapped the list shut, his chubby face breaking into a smile as he said, “Mr. Chadwick, everyone’s present.”

“Hmm.” Howard’s gaze swept to a corner of the room and called out, “Valor, come identify

them.”

Valor clutched his fist, and his eyes reddened with emotion. “Yes! Howard, I knew you wouldn’t forget your bro!”

His hand was still bandaged, and his bruised face twisted into a grimace of pain and joy, looking quite a sight.

“Are these the guys who beat you up?” Howard asked.

for

said with a deep tone, “Larkin, you

say you can’t get it up. I was just being stupid!” Valor admired Howard to the point of folly, ready to follow him

and then turned to say, “Gwendolyn, let’s head

“Okay.”

waiting for

watched them leave, then turned to face the handful of

to have such a solid backup, did

“Everyone, face down!

didn’t hit you. I just bumped into

I realize

wouldn’t dare to mess with Valor. After all, there was safety in numbers, and their families only

down!” Valor shouted with false

and with suppressed anger, they assumed the

on hips, triumphant, “Let me get this anger out, and you’re free

go,”

the

complex. Indeed, luck was on Valor’s side.

that everything he said was true and that Howard would come

Howard, and it turned out Howard was a man of loyalty, making