And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 162

The conference room was silent, save for Gwendolyn and Howard.

Turning her head with a curious gleam in her eye, Gwendolyn inquired, “A message about what?”

Howard rested his hand on the back of her chair. With a gentle tug, the chall on wheels rolled towards him, bringing them face–to–face Just inches apart

To remind him the: there’s a black sheep in the family”

At this, Gwendolyn let out a chuckle, asking. “Are you talking about Mr. Bainbridge?”

Howard’s gaze was intense and penetrating. “Tonight, I expect there might be fireworks.”

“Mr. Chadwick, it seems to me that you have your finger on the pulse of everything. You’re always in control, Gwendolyn said, her admiration evident. She often felt a step behind.

Howard’s eyes half–closed as he glanced at her, his index finger lightly tapping the spot over her heart

“That’s what I can’t predict.”

Gwendolyn quickly crossed her arms over her chest, ripples of emotion in her eyes. “Hey, no need for tricks now”

That was not the only time his hands had

emotionally attached to the Chadwick Group, aren’t you?” Gwendolyn asked, looking intently into his

could have easily crushed the Chadwick Group, but instead,

I I

features slightly, his voice deep. “This seat you’re in is used to be mine. I had nothing but reverence for my grandfather… but his fear of me grew. This place bears the

why he had pushed the Chadwick family members out in

he still referred to Warren

wanted to help him achieve his

Chadwick, you’re the most impressive man I’ve ever met”

only his figure, as if he were the sole presence in

chair, leaning over her, “Dr. Gwen, just how many

them: those

His voice was a

the depths of his eyes. Without

his lips gently to hers, murmuring against her skin,

a tangible pulse of emotion.

this your pain relief

windows cast a glow on her delicate, pale neck as Howard kissed her lips, her earlobe, her neck. With a slight tum of her head, Gwendolyn could see their entwined shadows on the floor, a silent testament

her lip to