Chapter 569 Get a Sperm Donor

All David's attention had been solely on Lucian just now. Now, he noticed the man wheeling him in. It was David's nemesis—Simon Prescott.

Was this not a case of enemies meeting? It was like sparks flying between a wife and a mistress trying to vie for a man's attention.

When he noticed the man's legs in plaster casts, David was that much closer to beating himself up for having not visited his boss earlier.

Even if it was just a perfunctory visit, he would've still had the chance to salvage this. He had reached a dead end. There was now no other way but to find a new path.

He grabbed the handles on the wheelchair and pushed Simon aside. Then, he began his exaggerated performance.

"You're finally back, Mr. Northwood. I couldn't eat. I couldn't sleep. I waited day and night for you to return. I lost weight because I was worried you wouldn't have enough to eat. I wondered if you were dressed warmly …"

Lucian frowned and cut him off mercilessly.

"Did you break the scale in the pant