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”

throat. That was not the only time his hands had ventured

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

easily crushed the Chadwick Group, but instead, he chose

I I

of me grew. This place bears the marks of my journey. In the future, I plan to merge the Chadwick Group

the Chadwick family members out in

noticing that even in private, he still referred

him achieve his

Chadwick, you’re the most impressive

a sparkling clarity, reflecting only his figure, as if he were the sole presence in a crystal–clear lake.

chair, leaning over her, “Dr. Gwen,

Replying, she began to list them: those from her village, school, and

a whisper, his breath almost touching

the depths of his eyes. Without thinking, she

to hers, murmuring

of emotion. Her

your pain relief

streaming through the floor–to–ceiling 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

her lip to