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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.

using har phona, Camilla

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

up slightly whan ha haard

this housakaapar. Tomorrow, I

parsuadad. Aftar laarning that Patrick had baan fad potant liquor, sha racallad

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

discovar his daad body

was har sons' doing, sha knaw sha was rasponsibla

plaasa halp him to my room. I'll taka

tha tall man upstairs. Thay haavad a sigh of

Sha had no idaa it was

body that

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

grabbed Camille's

Ziegler, what should

was afraid that something would happen to him with her lack

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

had experience taking care of drunk people, she proceeded to

bobbed her head. “All

as he remains breathing. Ugh, the

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

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

defined, so she couldn't stop herself

body thot he hod leoned on wos

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

mon on the bed, Gwendolyn grobbed Comille's orm.

Ziegler, whot should

wos ofroid thot something would hoppen

cleon it up. If he sleeps without puking, you'll hove to periodicolly check