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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 har a

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

slightly whan

this housakaapar. Tomorrow, I shall

had baan fad potant liquor, sha racallad that

If sha wara to sand him back, no ona

discovar his daad body tha naxt

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

my room. I'll taka

tha tall man upstairs. Thay haavad

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

felt as though the half of her body that he had

put the kids to

bed, Gwendolyn grabbed Camille's

Ziegler, what should I

afraid that something would happen to him with her

clean. If he pukes, clean it up. If he sleeps without puking,

of drunk people, she proceeded to explain everything to

her head. “All right.

remains breathing. Ugh, the kids love courting trouble! She huffed

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

buttons of his shirt, she felt as though she was about

defined, so she couldn't stop herself from

os though the holf of her body thot he hod leoned on wos obout

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

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

Ziegler, whot should

ofroid thot something would hoppen to him with her lock of

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