Dauntless God Of War novel Chapter 194

Only after Wrenna stepped into the booth did she see Harold with his head down.

Why does this outfit look familiar?

While staring at the man, Wrenna was confused.

“Hey, the rich lady you're waiting for is here. Lift your head!” Margarette shouted at Harold as she felt a little annoyed. What is this guy doing? Is he too nervous? Don't tell me he's going to give up at the last minute! I've told Wrenna so much about him!

However, Harold continued lowering his head.

Infuriated, Margarette walked over and pulled him to his feet, but he still kept his head low.

“Is he sick or something? Is he by any chance impotent?” Wrenna questioned with a dubious expression.

“Who said so? Do you want to give it a try?” Enraged upon being called impotent by a woman, Harold lifted his head abruptly to glare at Wrenna.

“W-Why are you here-” The moment Harold lifted his head, Wrenna was so shocked she could not form a coherent sentence.

Judging from their expression and conversation, Margarette looked at them both and asked confusedly, “Wrenna, you know him?”

“She's that new, cold-hearted supervisor in my company!”

“Yes. He's the one I mentioned earlier. The troublesome employee!”

Harold and Wrenna spoke in unison.

After they finished talking, they were stunned because they happened to speak at the same time.

“Ah! So you two knew each other already. Great! Then I don't have to introduce you to each other.” Margarette thought things would go sour when she spotted the hatred in their eyes when they looked at each other.

However, upon seeing the chemistry between them when they spoke simultaneously, she was relieved.

“No, not great at all. Margarette, I'm already married!” Harold immediately informed her of his marriage so she would stop matchmaking him with others.

“Earlier, you said you needed to go back and work overtime. Now you say you're married. The excuses you come up with are terrible. Where's your marriage certificate then? Show me!” lectured Margarette, pouting and pretending to be upset.

“I even heard you tell Whitney last night that you just broke up last month, and now you're saying you're married. Who are you kidding here? Sit down. Let's talk.” Upon hearing him claim that he was married, Wrenna put on an expression that was full of contempt.

After inviting him to sit, she sat down elegantly, too.

“I-” Harold couldn't find the words to refute the two women.

Last night, he was only joking with Whitney, and he did not expect he would shoot himself in the foot.

Meanwhile, the marriage certificate was with Isabella, so he could not show them. Perhaps he would never get to show it to them because they would proceed with divorce once Isabella returned next week.

“See? Wrenna isn't looking down on you, so sit down!” Margarette tugged on Harold and pulled him to sit.

Right after Harold took a seat, Wrenna immediately did something that shocked him.

She took a bank card out of her purse and pushed it to him. “Harold, from today onward, you're my daughter's father. There's ten thousand here. This amount will be your monthly allowance.”

“You have a daughter?” He stood up abruptly and looked at her in disbelief.