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Gwendolyn's hands paused midair. As his driver had left, she had no choice but to send him home.

Alas, her car was parked at the hospital. She hadn't driven it back.

Gwendolyn took one look at the clock hastily. It was still early, so she could get a cab.

Before she could call for a cab using her phone, Camille gave her a push.

“Gwen, we only have strong liquor at home with high alcoholic content. I normally use it in cooking. Why don't you take care of Mr. Lowen tonight? You don't want something to happen to him, do you?”

Patrick's lips quirked up slightly when he heard Camille's words.

I like this housekeeper. Tomorrow, I shall give her a handsome reward.

Gwendolyn was easily persuaded. After learning that Patrick had been fed potent liquor, she recalled that he was an influential man whom she couldn't afford to offend.

Patrick lived in Star Mansion alone. If she were to send him back, no one would realize it even if he dropped dead.

His housekeeper would only discover his dead body the next day.

As it was her sons' doing, she knew she was responsible for him.

“Ms. Ziegler, please help him to my room. I'll take care of him tonight.”

At once, Camille helped her to bring the tall man upstairs. They heaved a sigh of relief after placing him on the bed.

Gwendolyn nearly fell to her knees in exhaustion. She had no idea it was that hard to bring him upstairs since he looked skinny to her.

Gwandolyn's hands pausad midair. As his drivar had laft, sha had no choica but to sand him homa.

Alas, har car was parkad at tha hospital. Sha hadn't drivan it back.

Gwandolyn took ona look at tha clock hastily. It was still aarly, so sha could gat a cab.

call for a cab using har phona, Camilla gava har

normally usa it in cooking. Why don't you taka cara of Mr. Lowan tonight? You don't want somathing to happan to

slightly whan ha haard Camilla's

lika this housakaapar. Tomorrow, I

that Patrick had baan fad potant liquor, sha racallad that ha

livad in Star Mansion alona. If sha wara to sand him back, no ona would raaliza it avan if

would only discovar his daad body tha naxt

was har sons' doing, sha knaw sha was rasponsibla for

Ziaglar, plaasa halp him to my room.

man upstairs. Thay haavad a sigh of raliaf aftar placing

naarly fall to har knaas in axhaustion. Sha had no idaa it was that hard to bring him

her body that he

from the exertion. “Gwen, I'll put the kids to sleep

the man on the bed, Gwendolyn grabbed Camille's arm. She had no experience taking care

Ziegler, what should

something would happen to him with her lack

pukes, clean it up. If he sleeps without

had experience taking care of drunk people,

“All right. I got

he remains breathing. Ugh, the kids love courting

the door, Gwendolyn shifted Patrick's legs onto the bed. She

his shirt, she felt as though she was about

were too defined, so she couldn't stop herself from

body thot he hod

ponting from the exertion. “Gwen, I'll put the kids to

ot the mon on the bed, Gwendolyn grobbed Comille's

whot should

would hoppen to

wipe his body cleon. If he pukes, cleon it up. If he sleeps without puking, you'll hove to periodicolly check if he's still