And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 280

Derrick smiled as he tucked away the disdain in his eyes, “See you later.”

After leaving the hospital, Derrick hailed a cab to the bustling Central Mall.

Then, he switched to another taxi, heading to the prestigious Green Gables Estate–a sought–after enclave known to house celebrities within the confines of Bayridge City.

“Drive into the underground parking.” Derrick instructed the taxi driver.

“You got it,” replied the driver unfazed by the wealth and fame that often graced his backseat.

Stepping out of the cab, Derrick swiped his key card for the 16th floor elevator. Each level boasted a single, sprawling apartment–opulence defined.

As the elevator doors parted, a waft of perfume greeted him. A woman, graceful and well–preserved, threw herself into his arms.

“Derick!” she squealed, “It’s been so long since you’ve come to see me.”

With a firm grip, Demick pulled her in for a fervent kiss. “Here I am now, aren’t 17”

back and kicking off her stilettos.

the drug?” Demck shed his suit jacket, impatient.

Mr. Derrick exuded class and elegance. But in this setting, he reveled in indulgence, casting aside all masks

it’ll rock your world,” she assured

and tumbled onto the carpet. Derrick whispered dirty nothings into her ear, which seemed to thrill

a woman in her prime. Coaxing him into popping several little blue pills, she played to

begged amidst

me

Demick, she was his treasure. “Magnolia’s a dead fish in bed, not like you,

evening fell and the rain ceased, Derrick held Angella tenderly, his fingers still busy tracing her

heiress, Angela smiled, a hint of venom

Despite being Derrick’s childhood sweetheart and first love,

his post–coital cigarette, the

words, “We have history. Magnolia is just a stepping stone. You’re always in my

been? I heard she tried to take her

fine. But there’s something else… Claude’s condition