And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 282

And the tom dress, how mortifying

The car joumeyed on until it reached Summit Corp, the building ablaze with lights, many employees still hard at work.

Cliff explained, “The young master places great importance on the collaboration with the Tumer family. It’s a pivotal step for Summit Corp to solidify its foothold in the Capital. Its a crucial part of his business empire.”

“Impressive,” Gwendolyn said sincerely, full of admiration for Howard. She understood why Selina was so persistent.

No one would want to let go.

“Good evening, Mrs. Chadwick!” The receptionist, with high emotional intelligence, had already committed Gwendolyn’s face to

memory

Gwendolyn offered a shy smile in return.

Cliff pressed the elevator button for her and said, “The young master is in a video conference. You can wait in his office. Il park the car in the underground garage.”

“Sure, go ahead. Thank you Cliff Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Gwendolyn stood by the private elevator, waiting. Passing employees shot burning glances her way, and she overheard hushed whispers among the girls.

young, doesn’t she? Radiant beauty, also, the successor of the famous Enoch medical lineage. Truly

“That’s the boss” wife. Looks pretty your impressive.”

“Indeed, Apart from her lineage, she’s quite a match for Ms. Hamilton.”

“Marriages these days are all about equal standing. Ms. Hamilton and the boss have more in common. When an old flame cries, the new love is bound to lose.”

“What common ground! It all comes down to who the boss likes! At the last Stellar Crescent Foundation interview, the boss publicly rejected Ms. Hamilton. Isn’t his preference obvious?”

Gwendolyn pursed her lips as she stepped into the elevator.

She didn’t buy the “old flame, new love” thing, but the phrase “equal standing” indeed struck a chord with her.

Many said she wasn’t a match for Howard Chadwick

The elevator halted at the executive office floor, flanked by large conference rooms. Gwendolyn walked slowly, noticing that conference room one was packed.

At the head of the long conference table sat Howard Chadwick, his demeanor cool, speaking fluent English with authority.

Gwendolyn watched him through the glass door, captivated by his charisma.

She tiptoed to his office, taking in the new decor. The expansive windows framed the twilight sky beautifully.

Then she heard footsteps behind her, followed by the sound of a door closing.

Gwendolyn turned, only to be pinned by Howard. His lips descended onto hers, seeking sweetness.

Howard’s crisp, woody scent tantalized her senses. Gwendolyn closed her eyes, arms wrapped around his neck, tilting her head back to deepen the kiss.

Howard’s eyes darkened as he lifted her onto the desk.

Passion swirled.

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The office door opened, then closed. Gwendolyn, startled, tumed to look but was swiftly engulfed in an even more fervent kiss.

“Focus.” His breath was hot, his voice husky.

Gwendolyn’s dress neckline was tugged down, his hand found its way to her thigh, giving it a gentle pat

“Do you still want me to paint you?”

“No.” Her breath came in short gasps, eyes slightly narrowed. The faint trace of lipstick smeared onto his collar

After a while, the office returned to silence.

Howard, with restrained patience, created a space between them, subtly drawing in the desire he had let loose, his hand on Gwendolyn’s waist drawing her closer.

“Mmm…” Gwendolyn let out a soft complaint.

“Why did you come to the office all of a sudden?” he inquired.

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Her eyes shimmered with emotion, and she replied, flustered, “Cliff mentioned you were working late. I thought I’d drop by..

“Huh?” he leaned in, his hot breath caressing her skin, Tell me the truth.”

She was reserved and bashful.

But Howard wanted her to be bold, forthright, uninhibited with him.