The IVF Secret That Shook a Dynasty novel Chapter 271

“I’m just approaching this from a scientific perspective and offering a reasonable suggestion to ensure our plan goes smoothly,” Vivica explained, completely unabashed. “I never said you couldn’t have children. Why are you getting so defensive?”

“Vivica, you—”

In his entire arrogant, high-and-mighty life, Joseph had never had his masculine capabilities questioned. And now, he was facing this… humiliation.

Of course he was fertile—exceptionally so. That’s why that quack doctor, Harvey, had secretly kept a sample of his all those years ago, which had resulted in him unexpectedly becoming a father.

“What about me? I would think a highly educated intellectual like you, a man who understands the law and sees the bigger picture, wouldn’t be so hung up on some antiquated notion of male pride. But I guess you’re just as traditional as anyone else. Does a simple check-up really tarnish your masculine dignity?”

Vivica knew exactly what was bothering him, so she decided to spell it out even more clearly.

Joseph didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. This backhanded compliment, praising him while simultaneously cornering him, left him with no choice but to agree. “Fine. I’ll do it. I’ll go tomorrow.”

He had originally planned to video call so she could chat with Chaim, but her words had annoyed him so much that he didn't even bother with a call, instead hanging up abruptly.

Staring at her phone, Vivica muttered, “And now he’s furious out of embarrassment.”

After dinner, as she was leaving the restaurant, Vivica sent him a message.

[Are you guys asleep yet? I’m heading back to the hotel now, should be there in about fifteen minutes. We can video chat then if you’re up.]

Joseph was leaning against the headboard, arranging his appointment with Harvey for the next day. Beside him, Chaim was already fast asleep after two bedtime stories. The little guy was remarkably adaptable; he hadn't cried or made a fuss at all since his mother left.

Harvey had just told him, “Your quality doesn’t need checking, I’m sure it’s fine. But since you’re planning for another pregnancy, it can’t hurt to check.”

Vivica accepted the friend request, said her goodbyes, and got into the car. She felt a vague sense of unease the entire ride back. But the driver was one of Mr. Smith’s men, so she couldn't speak freely.

It wasn't until they were in the elevator heading up to their rooms at the hotel that Vivica finally voiced her concern. “Zavier, is there… anything questionable about Mr. Smith’s character?”

Zavier understood her meaning immediately. “I only know that he’s married and has a daughter. I’ve never met his wife.”

“I’ve been working with Mr. Smith for two years now,” Holly chimed in. “He’s always seemed like a respectable man, but I’ll admit he did pay a bit too much attention to you today, Vivica.”

“Maybe you just look like a friend of his, so he felt a certain warmth toward you,” Zavier offered, trying to ease her mind. He paused, then added, “If you’re uncomfortable with him, I won’t schedule you for any more business trips to Sydville.”

Vivica nodded silently, but she had already decided to keep her distance from Raymond from now on.