And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 228

“Once you’ve got something, I want to know immediately.”

“Sure, Mr. Chadwick.” Quentin hesitated, “Anything else you need?”

Howard raised his gaze, his eyes deep and unreadable, as he locked onto Quentin and said icily, “You know how I deal with betrayal, Quentin. You came highly recommended by Nathan, and the position of my executive assistant is crucial.”

It was a clear warming.

Quentin feit a chill run down his spine.

His tenure with Howard was brief. He had been up to some minor mischief behind the scenes, but nothing consequential, just petty stuff that wouldn’t dent the company’s interests.

“Mr. Chadwick, you can count on me. I won’t let you down, whatever you need.”

“Good.”

Despite his cold and distant demeanor, there were people Howard genuinely cared for.

He commanded, “Book the best catering from the nearest diner. I’m entrusting today’s meals for the volunteer medical team to you.” Quentin groaned internally. The nearest diner was a good two to three–hour round trip. The slippery roads in the rain could be treacherous.

But it was a test from Howard to vent his frustration with the Stellar Crescent Foundation reporters.

had no choice but

away, Mr. Chadwick,” Quentin said, though

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careful out there,” Howard said casually. “And remember, the company’s got insurance for accidents.”

thunder rumbled ominously, turning the daylight hours nearly

searching for a particular presence. Not

villager is too sick to move! They’ve gone for an emergency call!“. The town mayor was visibly anxious. “With this

hold me back! I need to

look, Howard grabbed a rain poncho from inside and followed the town

they passed several small landslides. After a grueling half–hour, they finally spotted a group

glance, Howard’s pupils contracted.

cliffside, and the ground beneath the group’s feet was giving

town mayor shouted, “Run! It’s going to collapse!”

to escape, but how could they outrum nature’s fury? They were

down with the earth, pain shooting through

her hand. “Hold onto

the steep, rain–slicked slope, Gwendolyn could barely open her eyes against the pelting

as he painstakingly hauled her