Super CEO Daddy

A few days later, in the CEO's office at Lowen Group, Patrick was sitting behind his wide office desk with his head lowered as he signed some documents.

His assistant, Liam Derner, walked in and stood in front of his desk before reporting work to him.

“Mr. Lowen, I've obtained information about the daughter of the Ashton family. Her name is Felicia Ashton. She's 24 years old and the only child of Zachary Ashton.”

It was only then that Patrick slowly lifted his head. “Have you set up a meeting with her for me? We'll have dinner together tonight.”

Hector had slipped into a coma again after regaining consciousness for a brief moment, and it would be difficult for him to wake up again in the future.

Since his wish was to get Patrick to wed the daughter of the Ashton family, the latter would naturally fulfill it.

Liam replied, “I've arranged the meeting at half-past six in the evening at a private restaurant. Should I book the entire place, Mr. Lowen?”

After all, the person Mr. Lowen is meeting is his future wife. Hence, we must give her a grand treatment so that she'll be smitten with him. Although Mr. Lowen doesn't care about these things, I should help him plan it thoroughly as his subordinate.

“There's no need for that.”

smiled upon hearing

some reason, the news made it seem so believable that even Old Mr. Lowen kept worrying about his sexual orientation. How nice would it be if Old Mr. Lowen was awake now? He'll be

confirmed that the girl's fever had

chest. Her face was thinner than before, giving Gwendolyn the impression that her daughter

and don't have to eat the bitter

smiled as she reached out

not to eat too many sweets in

pounds lighter than her brothers when she was born, weighing only around

since she was a baby and would cry

sick, so it was not the first time Gwendolyn rushed to the hospital

interviews for the time being. However, at the thought that she had spent more than twenty thousand on medical fees this time, and there was not much money left on

card, but she refused to touch it, as she did not know who had sent her the money. She subconsciously concluded that it must have been her grandfather who had sent it

hopeless and had embarrassed her grandfather, so she could not bring herself to go home to see him, much less use his

spotted the expensive coat as she was hanging the clothes in the wardrobe. She had sent it for dry cleaning a few days ago and was planning to return it to