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Gwendolyn was in a good mood. Even the coffee that she gave Patrick was the one that he liked, bitter, with no milk and sugar.

After taking a sip, Patrick's eyes narrowed slightly.

He had gotten used to drinking the coffee she made, which was as sweet as syrup. Hence, to his surprise, he was somewhat unfamiliar with the taste of bitter coffee.

Patrick calmly glanced at Gwendolyn. She was humming while placing a few documents before him. “Mr. Lowen, you'll need to sign these few documents by three today. You'll also need to look at this proposal as you'll be discussing it at tomorrow's meeting.”

After she spoke, she started humming again. Gwendolyn turned around and walked back to her desk.

“You're in a good mood today, aren't you, Gwendolyn?”

Gwendolyn stopped in her tracks before she answered, “No, I'm not.”

Of course, I'm in a good mood. We're moving into our own house soon. We'll never have to be worried about being kicked out by the landlord anymore. But is it that obvious? Even Mr. Lowen could see it.

Patrick smirked. “Did you win the lottery?”

Gwendolyn sat at her desk and saw that she had several WhatsApp messages. She then clicked it open to read one.

job with the theme and design. Your designs will be shown

she could hardly contain her excitement and was

her dream. She had hoped that one day, a model would wear her design and exhibit it during a

this year. She had a good job and now had

dream came true.

replied: All right,

imagine the scene during Denzy Kenington's spring event. She then envisioned that the clothes she designed would be hung in major stores,

a beautiful

herself like a fool. “Follow me to the site in

as Patrick disrupted her dream. She took her coat, put it on,

the elevator. Patrick took one step closer to Gwendolyn, so she could only lean

at the surveillance camera. “Mr. Lowen,

about yesterday's kiss, she felt goosebumps. This man is

could barely handle it. Thus, she feared Patrick would do something reckless in the elevator. She would be

me to kiss you?” Patrick said with a

reached out and tugged at his shirt. “That's

red lips, he could not