And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

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Chapter 153

“Bainbridge!” Jarvis urged him again, his voice laden with the weight of ambition, “Think of the shares!”

Securing that 30% stake was pammount. Without it, what was dignity but an empty word?

Bainbridge’s eyes blazed with a feral red. His fists clenched tightly, veins on his hands standing out like cords.

His knees bent, and he knelt to the ground

All his life’s scheming and pride turned to ashes in that singular act of submission.

He had been bested by Howard

Humiliation spread like a stain.

Bainbridge bit has lower lip so hard it bled, his mind a whirlwind of dark, venomous curses.

Gwendolyn watched, her face void of pity. He was the architect of that car crash years ago, the one that had almost claimed Howard’s life. Since then, Bainbridge had humiliated Howard, plotted against him, even tried to poison him.

Such a man was beyond redemption!

“Isn’t that enough?” Bainbridge’s voice was hoarse, the taste of blood thick in his throat.

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down her face, helped him up. “How can you torment my son like this? Howard,

heartless, he would have had you thrown in jail by now she

locked eyes with her, his voice brooding, “Please, Gwendolyn, heal

30% stake was his

“I only agreed to be asked for help with

afterward.”

felt it was

Farrah accused,

with a face like thunder, stepped in front of his wife, looking at Gwendolyn, “What more do you

and collected. “I do have one condition, but it’s not with you I

sir, When my hand has healed, I’ll come to discuss my terms. Hopefully, you’ll still have something

a healer’s nature, but she was no

the score, every account settled

White, let’s go

“Indeed.”

in Howard’s

soul, but she proved to be a woman of vivid contrasts,

the car, the Rolls–Royce swiftly departing

family was left behind, exchanging looks of

provoked by Gwendolyn’s words, his mind

left was that 30% stake.