And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 257

Inside the opulent auction hall, the air buzzed with the anticipation of wealth exchanging hands for coveted treasures. Among them was a dazzling gown encrusted with shimmenng diamonds, which caught the light as it was presented to Howard. Without a second thought he swiped his card for five hundred thousand dollars.

Selina’s smile was as mdiant as the gown “Howie just bid on a piece of 18–year–old me,” she beamed, convinced of her unique place in

his heart.

Standing beside her, Gwendolyn was unfazed by the transaction.

“It’s just a dress, Gwendolyn You’re not jealous, are you?”

Selina was stiming up trouble

Valor remarked with a cup of coffee in hand. “What a bitch”

Gwendolyn looked at Selina and said lightly. “It’s just a dress.”

The gown wasn’t just any dress to Selina. “It’s the dress I wore when I came of age. I never imagined Howie would cherish it so, just as he once cherished me,” she declared louder than necessary, stiming the drama everyone secretly relished.

Nestled comfortably in George’s arms, Brenda covered her mouth to stifle a giggle. “Men prefer their women wild in the sheets but elegant on the streets. If I were Mr. Chadwick, Id also have a soft spot for Ms. Hamilton…” Before she could finish, a chunk of creamy cake splattered against her

The

gown was ruined beyond recognition.

Brenda screamed, her voice filled with shock and disdain, as Jeannie approached with a shrug. “Oops, my bad. Some people’s words are simply nauseating.”

Brenda glared. “You”

Jeannie smirked, “So sorry about the mess. Luckily, my brother bought a dress. Consider it yours.”

Casually, she tossed Selinas gown to Brenda. “Looks like you’re coming out ahead.”

Clutching the gown, Brenda was at a loss, glancing helplessly at Selina and George.

Selina’s face turned crimson with anger. “Jeannie, how could you give my dress to such a woman?”

Jeannie laughed mischievously. “Why not? It’s got all the right padding. She’ll fill it out even more. Maybe she can even attract a wealthy

Suitor”

“Howie, yo

you spent five hundred thousand dollars for me, and Jeannie has… Selina stammered, looking for sympathy. Howard stood, his voice cold and detached. “It’s only right to compensate for the damage done. Moreover, that dress wasn’t for you. I just can’t stand the thought of anyone else wearing the same as my dear Gwen”

His tone was authoritative, protectively fierce.

Selina’s expression crumbledNôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

Howard didn’t spare her another glance, his warning eyes on Brenda. “Ms. Brenda, I expect to see you parading in that gown for the next three days, making headlines. Anything less would be a personal affront to Summit Corp.”

Brenda was ghostly pale.

After saying that, Howard wrapped an arm around Gwendolyn’s waist and exited the auction hall.

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With her chin high and voice booming, Jeannie revealed the plot twist. “Oh, come on. Don’t you get it? The cake was my brother’s idea He bought and gave Selina’s dress to Brenda.”

“Some people need to stop flattering themselves. Five hundred thousand dollars was just for Gwen’s happiness.”

“A society heiress and a crude merchant playing this tawdry game, truly degrading! Your duet is a disgrace,” Jeannie’s candor spared no

one

Her attack was swift and brutal. “A debutante gown turned into a tramp’s attire! Now, take your coming– of–age dress and let her use it just as you’ve been used!”

Selina swayed, her pride crumbling

By the side, Valor flashed a thumbs–up, admiring how bold and clever Jeannie was