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.

Except for the dwarf, they’re

a deep tone,

just being stupid!” Valor admired Howard to the

him a cold glance and then turned to say, “Gwendolyn, let’s head home.”

“Okay.”

crinkled with joy. “Jeannie and Roselind have been waiting for a

them leave, then turned to face the handful of spoiled brats with

have such a solid backup, did you?”

“Everyone, face down! Stick your butts

didn’t hit you. I just bumped into you a bit.”

Peterson, I realize

instigated them to do that. Usually, they wouldn’t dare to mess with Valor. After all, there was safety in numbers, and

shouted with false bravado.

suppressed anger, they

me get this

go,”

one in the rear, taking his

watched from the sidelines, her gaze complex.

and that Howard would come and turn the tidel

had always stood up for Howard, and it turned out Howard was