Ceo's Mysterious Fiancee by Piper Dunlap

Chapter 16

the future, we will make the party one of the best.” Danica looked at Patricia in her usual way. But Patricia knew better than anyone that something was different! How good it would be if she was indeed the daughter of the richest man in the country! Now that Paige had returned, she could at most be considered an adopted daughter with no family tie! She was an outsider! Her eyes dimmed for a few seconds, and Patricia subconsciously reached out to hug Danica. “I love you, m*m and dad. I will always be your good girl.” After talking with her parents for a while, Patricia came to the second floor and found that the entire floor had changed! This floor looked brand new. It had been renovated. Each room had its style. Patricia ran into a maid and asked, “What is going on with these rooms?” “Mr and Mrs. Lusk prepared these to welcome Ms. Paige home. They invited a world-famous designer called Ken and the best contractor to design and decorate. They changed every room, except yours. And each room is decorated with a kind of style because we don’t know what style Ms. Paige likes.” Patricia’s expression changed drastically. “But. “Seeing that there was no one else around, the maid whispered, “Ms. Paige grew up in a small family. In the end, she only picked the most ordinary one.” Hearing the maid say this, Patricia felt better The maid looked around again and said in a light voice, “Ms. Paige wasn’t that educated. She doesn’t know how to appreciate art. Normally, precious artwork like “Five Intoxicated Kings” was supposed to be hung in the living room for people to see. But she asked someone to take it to the tea break room!” Patricia was a little surprised. “She did that?” “But Mr. and Mrs. Lusk value her very much. They took the painting to the tea room as she asked. “Today, they cooked for Ms. Paige and bought many beautiful clothes, shoes, and bags for her “And, oh, they gave her millions of dollars.” Under Patricia’s long eyelashes, a pair of eyes hid great waves. “Ms. Lusk, please forgive me for saying this. If you choose to go abroad, I’m afraid your family status in the future will be… precarious.” The maid braced herself and reminded Patricia. Of course, Patricia knew what she should do now. “Yes, I know I want to stay alone.” “Yes.” “Wait, your name is Dalia, right?” Patricia stopped her and took off the diamond bracelet on her wrist and gave it to her. “I heard that one of your family is si*k. This bracelet may be useful.” “Thank you, Ms. Lusk!” Dalia Doyle was grateful. “I will be loyal to you forever, Ms. Lusk.” The diamond bracelet was sparkling Patricia raised her hand to signal her to leave. She had an idea. Although Paige was the real daughter of Danica and Donald, these years she had been with them day and night. Her bond was deeper than Paige’s! The next morning. In front of room 306 of Farwen Hospital, a man pushed the door open and entered. He had a pair of dark and clear eyes and delicate facial features, and his whole body exuded an incomparable nobility. The old man on the bed moved his fingers slightly. He seemed to have sensed something and slowly opened his eyes. Seeing that the person who came was his eldest grandson, Martin, the old man’s gaze softened, and his voice was a little weak. “You brat…” “You’re awake?” said Martin. “Where am I? What’s wrong with me?” the old man struggled to raise his head to size up the room. Why was he in so much pain that he could barely speak? “You are on a hunger strike. Do you remember?” Martin smiled. He refused to eat and take medicine unless he could see Martin. And in the end, he fainted and was in danger because of the hunger strike. After Martin reminded him, the old man remembered it. He was indeed on a hunger strike. He knew that he did not have much time left, so he wanted to force Martin to get married as soon as possible. He wanted to turn over in bed, but his whole body was in pain. “Oh, it hurts…” Martin did not help him up, but he even mocked his grandfather. “It’s very lucky of you to wake up.” Martin meant that he should endure that pain. “You brat, I just woke up. Can you be a little polite?” the old man complained. “It’s all your fault. Tell me. How many days has it been since you last came to see me?” If not for the fact that he refused to eat and take medicine, and had such a big operation, Martin wouldn’t come to see him. “Well, you forced me to do this.” Every time Martin came over, the old man would bring up the Lusk family’s daughter, Patricia, and mention