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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 as his expression soured a

able to be squeezed out of

then proceeded to wave his

look. It would appear that the old man was

furrowed even tighter as his

man. If Hector had insomnia or died from the anger that he caused, he

something that would piss her husband off, so she

acting out strangely when he heard that. He began to

throw a temper tantrum. I'll keep an eye on your grandson and urge him to have a child soon,” she said

to get so agitated. It wasn't great for the old man's health. “I'll be

her grandchild was in a bit of a pickle because he liked

the right choice for Patrick to leave first to prevent the old man from getting

the celebration that

walked out of the bedroom with both his hands in his pockets, he

“Aren't we going to

the chance to speak