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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.

Your designs will be shown during the

could hardly contain her excitement and was about to jump up

will be on the show. That was her dream. She had hoped that one day, a model would wear her design

getting luckier this year. She had a good job

her dream came true. She found it

replied: All right, Tiffany. I'll work

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

beautiful scene

as she was smiling to herself like a fool. “Follow me

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

the elevator. Patrick took one step closer to

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

Gwendolyn thought about yesterday's kiss, she felt goosebumps. This

it. Thus, she feared Patrick would do something reckless in the

Do you want me to kiss you?” Patrick

was driving Gwendolyn mad. She reached out and tugged at his shirt.

lips, he could not control himself and wanted to have