And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 145

That night.

In the elite circles of Bayridge City, a sensational tumor was making the rounds at the upscale gentlemen’s club

Mr. Peterson, the talk of the town, had conquered a bevy of beauties in one night

A resurgence of vinlity

The ladies who had the pleasure of his company sang his praises, each more enthralled than the last

Even the high–society playboys couldn’t resist verifying the tales themselves, eagerly sharing their testimonials on Instagram.

Snapchat stories and Instagmm videos were abuzz, confirming that Valor had indeed shed his former, less flattering reputation. His impotence was a thing of the past, and now he was even more formidable than the average man

Such juicy gossip spread like wildfire

Valor lay sprawled on the king–sized bed of his luxury hotel suite, deftly unwrapping yet another condorn with practiced ease.

He was like a treless workhorse, plowing through the arduous task at hand. His soul had soared to the heavens, leaving only instinct to guide his performance

He pondered, just how many were “the more the merrier in the words of Howard?

He hadn’t stopped all night, and dawn was breaking.

“Mr. Peterson, you’re such a stud,” cooed the voluptuous lady beneath him, lavishing him with adoration.

With a vigorous thrust, Valor flipped over, gasping for air, and asked, “Which number are you?”

had all the prettiest girls at

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waved her off dismissively and reached into the nightstand, pulling out a designer clutch and handing it to her. “You’re free to go Remember to

you’re so naughty, asking for such photos. Everyone

woman grabbed the clutch, quickly dressed,

upright and gulped down a pitcher of ice

work, tougher than hauling

valor now”

of “Happy Wife” wouldn’t last

he have to keep up the strenuous efforts, but he also had to field calls from his friends, letting them overhear the women’s screams to coroborate

sooner had he quenched his thirst than his phone

“Hello?

the playboys again, fishing for the secret

took to conquer seven

competed, especially when it came to

responded with icy arrogance, “I found a miracle doctor”

miracle doctor? Don’t tell me it’s Enoch?”

on Bayridge Hospital’s press conference. Don’t

with smug

properly today. Tonight, the campaign continued.

given him quite

later, at

at Bayridge Hospital was

was grand, the