And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 255

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Deck and Jameson stood close by, teminiscing about the good old days when they met for poker nights, whiskey shots, and horseback riding They had formed a bond close enough to call each other good baddies

Jameson” Derick said with an undertone, our kids issues shouldnt affect our friendship, right? Let’s grabs a beer sometime

Jameson, known for his gentle demeanor and aversion to confrontation, replied softly, “Sure, you just pick the time. Howard’s running the family business now, so I’ve got much time on my hands.”

A glint of opportunity flickered in Demck’s eyes. “You know our families could have might not even be fond of Gwendolyn A man’s pride can lead to reckless decisions.

Jameson dodged a direct response, his wonts noncommittal.

y mariage Superstitions aside, Howard

“Remember that agreement you signed for Howard ten years ago, Jameson? Dont forget it,” Derrick said with a smile that didn’t quite

Jameson tensed up, incredulous.

daughter Selina is obsessed with your son Howard, and

Jameson could stand out and

muttered, wiping his face. He

rest of the

a joke. Little did they know Derrick would bring it up so suddenly

years. Derick stated, his tone carrying

felt his world spin, his

auction hall erupted into commotion.

a vision of grace, a B–list celebnty from Tinseltown. With a delicate hand, she gripped the microphone and

me” She flipped her hair seductively, her gaze bewitching.

and pretty, but what turned heads

hair pinned up in a chic bun that mirrored Gwendolyn’s style.

crowd sneaked glances at Gwendolyn to see

heartily. “That tight dress is quite the showstopper! I do enjoy al slut with such bold flair! From behind. I almost mistook her

the tension in the air as he continued, “For that dress, I’d bid for a night with the beauty, though all women are the same in the

a sting of humiliation

one could not stoop to argue

smirked, fully aware of the gravitas the elite placed on

speaking without regard for

embarrass Gwendolyn seemed a

sit still, but

fuss, the more you embarrass your sister–in–law. It would have slid with a shrug,