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Gwendolyn frowned, wondering how her daughter learned those things like pouncing on someone and making babies.

By the time she went downstairs, it was already half-past six. She needed to arrive at Star Mansion by seven o'clock. Therefore, she could only drive her second-hand Fiat over.

The traffic was severely congested because it was the peak hour when everyone got off work. Her car would burn a lot of fuel in that situation. She was distressed at the fact that she would have to spend more on the fuel.

Gwendolyn had spent a lot of money on buying that car for the convenience of sending Juliette to the hospital at night.

She rarely drove that car on any ordinary day, as the fuel consumption would cost her a lot. Nonetheless, it would be more costly to grab a cab at that hour. After mulling over it, she decided to drive.

It was not a smooth ride, and she could not help worrying about the fuel cost throughout the way. Finally, she arrived at the Star Mansion, but the security guards refused to let her enter.

Gwendolyn informed him of the unit number and said, “I'm his guest. You can give him a call if you don't believe me.”

The security guards looked puzzled. Does Mr. Lowen have such a poor friend?

They did not believe her words, as they had to chase away countless people who tried to approach Patrick every day.

It was the first time they saw someone in an old Fiat asking to meet Patrick.

Is she trying to gain Mr. Lowen's sympathy and win his heart?

Lowen doesn't want to meet

that. If she had not spent so much on the fuel to drive over, she would have left

top of that, the man had threatened her to double the interest. She

phone

minutes late. Why are you

voice rang out coldly

calm herself down. After all, the man was her creditor who could raise her interest as he pleased, and she probably could

I've arrived, but the security guards

replied, “Let me handle

that said, he hung up the phone. The security guards let her enter in no

heed to them and drove

was one of the most expensive areas of Avenport.

shared with her earlier. Then, she parked

looked at the caller on the phone screen. It was Lucy. She was

“Luce.”

As her daughter had fallen asleep after getting an IV drip, she lowered her voice as she spoke. “Gwen, I've heard from Juliette that

Gwendolyn was rendered speechless.

there to pay off her debt, but not to attend a