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The moment Patrick left, Felicia crossed her arms and sneered, “Don't you think it's shameless that a secretary like you is staying in your employer's home to have a meal, Gwendolyn?”

Her holier-than-thou attitude was accompanied by a prideful lift of her chin.

Gwendolyn was indifferent to that comment and continued to drink her coffee. “The coffee that Mr. Lowen personally poured for me tastes good.”

If I told you I kissed your man earlier, I bet you'd be super pissed off! But, I'm not going to say it to your face. After all, I'm not Candace, and I don't want to come off as a mistress. I'm not that kind of person.

Thinking of that, Gwendolyn pursed her lips.

Her words struck Felicia where it hurt the most. After all, Patrick did personally pour a cup of coffee for Gwendolyn and not for her.

She stared at Gwendolyn furiously and silently.

Inside the bedroom, Hector had indeed pissed himself. So, the housekeeper and nurse helped him to change his pants.

Alice was sitting at the side and thinking about how cute Gwendolyn looked when she spoke to her.

Patrick grinned when he entered the bedroom. “So, you did piss yourself, Grandpa?”

to stare wide-eyed at his grandson

were barely able to be squeezed out of his mouth. “Great...

his arm in

old man was urging his grandson to give him a great-grandchild

were furrowed even tighter as his grandfather

last thing he wanted, but telling his grandfather that would only infuriate the old man. If Hector had insomnia or died from the anger that

Patrick would say something that would piss her husband off, so she spoke first. “Pat knows that. He'll give you a great-grandchild after

strangely when he heard that. He began to push everything on the bedside

on your grandson and urge him to have a child soon,” she said as

like he shouldn't have stepped into the room and caused his grandfather to get so agitated. It wasn't great for the old man's health.

pickle because he liked Gwendolyn while her husband wanted him to marry the daughter of the Ashton

man, so it was the right choice for Patrick to leave first to prevent the old man from getting too

shame that the celebration that was supposed to happen wasn't

walked out of the bedroom with both his hands in his pockets, he said lazily, “The chauffeur

up swiftly. “Aren't we going to have dinner?

even gotten the chance