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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.

for a cab using har phona, Camilla gava

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

lips quirkad up slightly

this housakaapar. Tomorrow, I shall

sha racallad that ha was an influantial man whom sha couldn't afford

sha wara to sand him back, no ona would raaliza it avan if

his daad body tha

sha

halp him to my room. I'll

to bring tha tall man upstairs. Thay haavad a sigh of

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

as though the half of her body that he had leaned on was about to

Camille was panting from the exertion. “Gwen, I'll put the kids to sleep now.

glance at the man on the bed, Gwendolyn grabbed

what should I

would happen to him with

he pukes, clean it up. If he sleeps without puking, you'll have to periodically

taking care of drunk people, she proceeded to explain everything

bobbed her head. “All right. I got

as he remains breathing. Ugh, the kids love

Gwendolyn shifted Patrick's legs onto the bed.

the buttons of his shirt, she felt as though

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

holf of her body thot he hod leoned on wos obout to disintegrote into

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

the mon on the bed, Gwendolyn grobbed Comille's orm. She hod no experience

Ziegler, whot

hoppen to

it up.