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?

me,” Gwendolyn said, feigning confidence to put him at ease.

was, after all, Howard’s

me,” Aiken said before he hurried off

turned to Sandra, who looked

“Yeah.”

holed up at the hotel just around the corner. I’m chummy with the owner. He’s in room 302. Let’s confront him

station is swamped. The head

go together. Put on your mask. There are reporters everywhere, Sandra

Gwendolyn nodded firmly.

Let’s roll

out the back door and took

small hotel’s dimly lit corridors and aging elevator painted a stark contrast

while clutching her phone, “They can record us and we can record them. Catch him in the act if you

“Got it.”

approached room 302 and

wife’s voice from inside.

Sandra replied, “Housekeeping,

woman fell for it. As soon as she cracked open

lounging on the bed with a beer in one hand and

shock written