And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 197

Selina stood frozen in her tracks when she heard his words.

It was hard to imagine such words coming from the lips of Howard, a man known for his aloof and superior demeanor. There was a time when even getting close to him required all the wits she could muster, and now he was affectionately calling that country girl his

“Howler

Selina watched him ruthlessly press the elevator button and quickly chased after him, grabbing him from behind in a desperate embrace

Howard coldly commanded, “Don’t touch mel

Selina shook her head, clinging to him even tighter Tears filled her eyes, adding to her pitiful state.

Howard impatiently pried her fingers off and shoved her aside.

With a cry of surprise, Selina buckled her knees and collapsed to the floor. She lay there, her face pale as a ghost, holding her chest as she gasped for breath, “Howie, I’m sorry”

She was having another one of her attacks!

Howard hardened his expression and knelt down to rummage through her bag for an inhaler.

Selina weakly grasped his wrist, her tears streaming down her cheeks, “I didn’t bring it. If you can’t forgive me, I don’t even have the courage to live anymore.”

Howard was ice cold, “Are you trying to blackmail me with your death?”

He took out his phone and dialed Quentin’s number, instructing him to buy an inhaler from the nearby pharmacy. Soon, Quentin arrived. sweat on his brow, with the inhaler in hand. Howard handed it directly to Selina who began to recover after a short while.

She clutched Howard’s sleeve tightly, her face deathly white as she spoke, “Howie, I just want your forgiveness. Do you remember what happened all those years ago?”

“III have Quentin take you home.”

Howard cut her off with a dark tone.

Selina’s tears fell like strings of pearls, “What do I need to do for you to forgive me? Your instincts don’t lie. Your first reaction was to look for the inhaler.

“Howie, you know my asthma started because of you ten years ago. Can’t you ease up on me for once, considering that?”

She arched her graceful neck, looking at him earnestly.

“I’m just worried you’ll die here and cause a scene! Quentin, take her away!” Howard remained unmoved, shouting again.

Quentin hürried over to Selina and said, “Ms. Hamilton, let me take you home.”

Selina wiped away her tears, her voice quivering. “Okay, I’ll wait for you. to cool down.”

Reluctantly, she left, a dark gleam hiding in her eyes.

Now that she was back, she wouldn’t give up so easily. She had countless tricks up her sleeve, after all.

Howard stood still, closing his eyes for a moment.

All that flashed through his mind were the gruesome images of the car accident, including the collision and the deafening noise.

He had been a bloody mess in that instant, losing consciousness. When he woke up, he had hit rock bottom, trampled by everyone.

And then there was that night, ten years ago, on the brink of death…

He slowly opened his eyes, his thoughts agitated as he returned to his office. The large floor–to–ceiling window offered a panoramic view of Bayridge City.

Finally, he dialed Nathan’s number and said, “Shoot me t file on that deal with the Tumers from the Capital.”

Nathan quickly sent over the documents, adding, “The Turner family is caught up in a fierce internal struggle. It’s the perfect opportunity

to stir the waters.

Howard responded indifferently.

He was aware that the Tumer family’s infighting was due to the return of a highly capable and scheming illegitimate son. The Capital was booming, and if Summit Cofp wanted to expand its business empire, they needed to find a shortcut.Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.