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The car slowly left the Lowen residence as Gwendolyn stared at the large manor. The first time she arrived at the Lowen residence, she was shocked by the family's opulence.

She was the daughter of a pretty rich family, so she thought she was used to opulence.

But the Lowen residence was so incredibly massive that the Ashton residence could never be compared to it.

Staring out of the window, she saw the flowers in the gardens blooming. Just a glance at the fresh flowers in winter was enough for her to know it was Alice's style.

She smiled. Old Mrs. Lowen is such a romantic. She sure knows how to enjoy life.

Patrick was leaning on his seat and tapping his slim fingers on the armrest when he abruptly asked, “Has your family eaten yet at this hour?”

He was going to have a meal at her place, but since there were three children there, perhaps meal time was already over.

She glanced at her watch. It's already half-past seven. They definitely have already eaten.

“Yep.” A plain response was squeezed out of her mouth.

the chauffeur. “Go

do, Mr. Lowen,”

his eyes. “My head's aching. Ms.

turned around and saw him leaning against his seat.

She didn't know how long he was

wasn't moving, he spoke without prompting. “I flew out from Baykeep. It's been three days since I last slept, and I

she

very hard for Lowen Group, and she was part of the company. So, naturally, she should help

turned around, half-kneeling on the car

he suddenly hugged her and put her between

that she was about to leap away, but when she saw him

to give him a massage from

jumping away, she began

Patrick could smell at that moment was her sweet scent. It had been a week since he last saw her, so he breathed in

or a short conversation with her would be enough to lift his

away, but he