And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 133

Gwendolyn was roughly dragged into an abandoned construction shack, the skin exposed on her limbs scraping against the gritty pavement, tearing flesh from bone.

Thrown to the ground, a cloud of dust billowed around her. With feeble effort, she pried her eyes open to face her captors, Waldo and Bill.

“Waldo, this chick’s got some smarts. She filmed me to clear her name,” Bill sneered, toying with a smartphone before deliberately smashing it on the ground in front of Gwendolyn.

“You dare to record me?” he spat viciously.

The phone shattered into pieces, along with the evidence Gwendolyn and her friend. Sandra had collected.

Yet, Bill seemed to overlook that it wasn’t Gwendolyn’s phone. They had forgotten to frisk. Gwendolyn. The destroyed device was Sandra’s, while hers remained hidden in her secret pocket

Years of pharmaceutical exposure had given her a tolerance to sedatives, but her strength. had yet to return. Gwendolyn had regained consciousness on the way and managed to hit the power button, dialing an emergency contact, uncertain if the call had gone

through.

Bill looked eagerly at Waldo, “Waldo, I’ve done my part. Can I go now?”

“Get lost.”

Bill sped off, eager to collect his pay from Ms. Sawyer and leave Bayridge City behind.

Now it was just Waldo and Gwendolyn in the cavernous shack.

Waldo kicked Gwendolyn, who was slumped on the ground. “You always had a comeback, didn’t you? Why so silent now?” His face twisted with malice. “You ruin my Lifespan Locust Pharmacy and drag me down to this? Even if I go down, I’m taking you with me.”

winced in pain, “Your pharmacy peddled fake medicines. It was bound to

apart.”

gig?” Waldo bent down, aggressively. grabbing her chin, “I had the deputy chairman of the Health Association backing me. You’ve cut off

again.”

gaze, Gwendolyn asked, “So, are you going to kill me?”

if you’re that

danced in Waldo’s eyes as he tore his filthy clothes, resembling more a

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pharmacist. He picked up a discarded steel pipe, eyeing Gwendolyn, “I heard you’re quite the prodigy, maybe

What an absurdity!

hear

did she have to do with the legendary doctor Enoch?

All her needles were gone. Waldo had anticipated her

I might make it easier

know

you shouldn’t be in

brought the steel

delicate fingers shattered, eliciting a

“Ah!”

right hand trembled, the skin turning a sickening shade

nearly knocked her unconscious.

without a license?