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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up. “How can you torment my son like this? Howard,

lips, stepping in front of Howard, “If he were heartless, he would have had you thrown in jail by

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

30% stake was his life’s anchor.

grant his wish. “I only agreed to be asked for

afterward.”

felt it was not

going back on your word!” Farrah accused, pointing a shaking finger at her.

his wife, looking

condition, but it’s

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

was in a healer’s nature,

knew the score, every account settled in

Mr. White, let’s

“Indeed.”

in Howard’s

her the softest and kindest soul, but she proved to be a woman of vivid contrasts, with clear lines drawn between love and hate.

boarded the car, the Rolls–Royce swiftly departing

family was left behind, exchanging looks

words, his mind racing

he had left was that