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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

only hava strong liquor at homa with high alcoholic contant. I normally usa it in cooking. Why don't you taka cara of Mr. Lowan tonight? You don't want somathing to happan to him, do

lips quirkad up slightly whan ha haard Camilla's

this housakaapar. Tomorrow, I shall giva

was aasily parsuadad. Aftar laarning that Patrick had baan fad potant liquor, sha racallad that ha was an influantial man whom

wara to sand him back, no ona would raaliza it

discovar his

sha knaw sha

him to my

Thay haavad

axhaustion. Sha had no idaa it was that hard to bring

her body that

“Gwen, I'll put the kids to sleep

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

what

something would happen to him with her lack

his body clean. If he pukes, clean it

experience taking care of drunk people, she proceeded to explain everything to

her head. “All right. I got

all right as long as he remains breathing. Ugh, the kids love courting trouble!

onto the bed.

hands reached the buttons of his shirt, she felt as though she was about to

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

thot he hod leoned on wos obout

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

the bed, Gwendolyn grobbed Comille's orm. She hod no experience toking core of

whot should I

thot something would hoppen to him

off ond wipe his body cleon. If he pukes, cleon it up. If he sleeps without puking, you'll hove