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A tint of sorrow emerged on his face as he thought of his eldest daughter.

Felicia knew many of her father's acquaintances had attended Lowen Group's annual dinner. He must have seen the photo of Patrick embracing Gwendolyn too.

Bringing Gwendolyn to the banquet as his female companion was how Patrick announced to the world that she was his woman.

Arriving at that thought, Felicia was disheartened. In her mind, Gwendolyn did not deserve all those honors.

She was nothing but a lowly lady who had given birth to three children out of wedlock. Yet, Patrick treasured her despite all those odious traits.

Seeing Felicia remain silent, Zachary nodded slightly. He understood that the cunning Gwendolyn had stolen his dear daughter's boyfriend by using underhanded means.

“Fel, I'll handle this matter. Don't be sad. There are tons of better men in this world. It doesn't have to be Patrick. He's not worthy.”

Nonetheless, Felicia only longed for Patrick and him alone. She would never want anyone else.

“Dad, I love Patrick. I can't forget about him.”

Right then, she raised her hand to wipe away her tears. Little did Zachary know that she was observing his expression discreetly. Watching him frown in dismay, she was exhilarated deep down.

She had been deliberately maintaining a good relationship with her mother and this man. Hence, she had earned Zachary's fondness.

cared for and loved

she merely needed to shed some tears and express her sadness. With that, her father's love for Gwendolyn would be chipped away gradually, and he would grow to

become such an abominable sister? Was it because my mother stole away her mother's man that she wanted

as Gwendolyn's mother's

She must have used some underhanded means. Fel, please don't be sad. I've heard that Old Mr. Lowen has taken a liking to you. You still

that, Felicia came

understand why Patrick faked a marriage with me. It was because of Old Mr. Lowen! That's why I have

lay, she curved her lips into an ominous

she would become

cry anymore, and I'll promise to

her intently. “Good. Get some good

the annual dinner had come to an end, Patrick was as drunk as a skunk. On the other hand, Gwendolyn did not even take a sip of wine, as no one dared to offer any

was her first time experiencing how dream-like it was to be protected by

care of her meticulously. No one would

her side. It was dim inside

large hand reached out to hold her

“Gwen...”

over the moon. Lowen Group's performance was outstanding, attaining first place in Avenport