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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

her sadness. With that, her father's love for Gwendolyn would be chipped away

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

darkened further as Gwendolyn's mother's image flashed across

some underhanded means. Fel, please don't be sad. I've heard that Old Mr. Lowen has taken a liking to you. You still stand a chance if you really

Felicia came to a

me. It was because of Old Mr. Lowen! That's why I have to put on an act for him every time we go back to the Lowen

she realized where the problem lay, she curved her lips

as she buttered Hector up, she would become Mrs. Lowen sooner

I won't cry anymore, and I'll

Get some good rest

other hand, Gwendolyn

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

of her meticulously. No one would make things hard for

head and gazed at the man to her side. It was dim inside the car, obscuring him with darkness. Thus,

large hand reached out to hold her

“Gwen...”

earlier because he was over the moon. Lowen Group's performance