And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 131

Gwendolyn stepped out of the dean’s office and immediately locked eyes with Aiken and Sandra, who were pacing anxiously in the hallway.

“Gwendolyn, what’s the verdict? I already squared things with Mr. Hamilton. Your

diagnosis was spot–on, and I’ve double–checked the prescription,” Aiken said, his usual stoic demeanor giving way to concern.

He looked at her with regret in his eyes. “I blame myself! I got duped by a phone call. That online video must have been Bill’s doing. He’s after you.”

A missing signature on a prescription might just be a fine.

But practicing without a license could mean real trouble.

Gwendolyn managed a weak smile. “Dr. Yates, this isn’t on you. I’m the one who lacked experience.”

“I’ll set the record straight online!” Aiken said with a steely tone..

“No need.”

Gwendolyn grabbed his hand. “They only believe what they see. We’ve got no proof. If you go public, they’ll just turn their anger on you.”

Of course, the clinic had no cameras. Their adversaries had counted on that.

Was it the conniving Bainbridge? Or Vivien with her schemes?

put him at ease. A realization washed over

after all, Howard’s

where to find me,” Aiken

to Sandra, who looked worried. “Did you find

“Yeah.”

around the corner. I’m chummy with the owner. He’s

station is swamped. The head nurse will have your

go together. Put on your mask. There are

Gwendolyn nodded firmly.

Let’s roll

back door and took a roundabout path to the

lit corridors and aging elevator painted a stark contrast to the

the third floor, Sandra gave Gwendolyn a conspiratorial wink while clutching her phone, “They can record us and we

“Got it.”

room 302

there?” came Bill’s wife’s

Sandra replied, “Housekeeping, with toiletries.”

for it. As soon as she cracked open the door, Sandra and Gwendolyn barged in.

lounging on the bed with a beer in one hand and a cigarette in the other.

upright, shock