And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 117

At a private suite in Bayridge Hospital.

Warren had made it through the worst of his illness, but he was a shade of his former self, his face ashen as he leaned weakly against the headboard. The usual spark in his eyes had dimmed considerably.

Bainbridge and Jarvis exchanged knowing glances. With a hint of reluctance, Bainbridge poured a glass of warm water for Warren, “Grandpa, have some water.”

Warren shook his head feebly, “I don’t want it.”

Suppressing his resentment, Bainbridge pressed, “Ever since you’ve been laid up, our group’s been like a ship without a captain. Howard is breathing down our necks, he’ll swallow us whole if we’re not careful.”

Jarvis chimed in, “Dad, you didn’t mean what you said at the birthday bash, did you?”

Jarvis and Bainbridge were playing a well–rehearsed duet.

Warren felt a deep sense of defeat and slowly closed his eyes, “I know what you two are after. As the chairman, I’ll issue the appointments. Jarvis as president of the Chadwick Group, and Bainbridge as vice president.”

Bainbridge, barely able to conceal his impatience, demanded, “How about the chairmanship? What about the 30% shares?”

Were they being withheld?

after real power!

was clear he wasn’t ready to let

of desolation in his heart. He had always

anticipated his grandfather’s change

of us,” Jarvis tried to hide his anger as

his eyes tighter, “I want to sleep now.

“Grandpa, you really…”

H

Let him rest,” Jarvis

left the hospital room.

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Is he backing

shot. Howard is a lame duck, and Jameson is

could he find Enoch?” Bainbridge asked through clenched teeth, his anger

certainty, “Who is Enoch? Don’t forget the Lopez family still

the Sawyer family and secure our position They’re our lifeline, providing us with a steady flow

I’m on

he walked down the