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.

yeah! Except for the dwarf, they’re all here.”

yourself, Howard said with a deep tone, “Larkin, you oversee

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

and then

“Okay.”

waiting for a while. now.” She then pushed Howard’s wheelchair

then turned to face the handful of spoiled brats with

Valor to have such a solid backup, did

“Everyone, face down! Stick your butts out!”

just bumped into you a

Peterson, I realize my

dare to mess with Valor. After

Valor shouted with false

anger, they

stood with hands on hips, triumphant, “Let me

go,”

kicked each one in the rear, taking his revenge.

complex. Indeed,

that everything he said was true and

Howard, and it turned out Howard was a man of loyalty, making a big fuss to take