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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.

be shown during the autumn event. Come to

hardly contain her excitement and was about to jump up

she designed will be on the show. That was her dream. She had hoped

had a good job and now had her own

dream came true. She found it

she replied: All

spring event. She then envisioned that the clothes she designed would be hung in major stores, and everyone was fighting to buy

a beautiful scene

knocked on her desk as she was smiling to herself like a fool. “Follow me

her dream. She took her coat, put it on, and went into the

step closer to Gwendolyn, so she could only

the surveillance camera. “Mr. Lowen, there's a surveillance camera

kiss, she felt goosebumps. This man is

do something reckless in the elevator. She would be embarrassed

to kiss you?” Patrick said with

was driving Gwendolyn mad. She reached out and tugged at his shirt. “That's not what I meant,

her red lips, he could not control himself and wanted to have