And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 247

Howard lifted his gaze with icy precision

Nathan, smugly trumphant, answered his phone and switched it to speaker mode.

“Hey, Gwendolyn What’s up with the late call?” he asked politely. With Howard at his side, he dared not play the fool.

“Nathan, I have a question for you. Way back in the Capital, who could get into Mr. Chadwick’s room?” Gwendolyn’s voice came through tinged with embarrassment.

It felt like she was checking up on him.

Nathan chuckled, “Gwendolyn, you wanna know if there were any ladies, right? Not even a female mosquito would breach his chamber. Quentin’s the one who manages his day–to–day stuff.”

High stakes meetings were too important for any slip–ups

Gwendolyn breathed a sigh of relief at the mention of Quentin, “Are you sure there’s no one else?”

“Cross my heart” Nathan was about to swear to the heavens, “If he was such a playboy, he’d have a whole bunch of women hanging around him. Why would he need to skulk about?”

Gwendolyn bit her lip, hesitant. But knowing Nathan’s personality, she ventured. “Do you know if he has a mole on his lower back?”

exaggerated, “Gwendolyn, are you calling to flaunt your romance? But I’ve known about

stark contrast to Howard’s cold and austere

mind his words, teased further “You guys are that close now huh? Seems like the

her last question, ending

to ask

CEO’s office

helplessly. “She

sparkled with murth

lot privately?” Howard was frosty,

me unfairly Maybe you should reflect on what’s making Gwendolyn feel insecure,

you” Howard replied, his face

on, tell me, are you still a

had always been controlled and composed

point where she’s calling me for at the

such a

Howard had ever sought the

“Go home.”

time details with you