Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 532 Bad Luck

Gwendolyn shook her head. Why is Felicia being so bossy? It's not like she owns the elevator! “I came here to visit a friend.”

“You heve e friend steying et this hospitel?” Suspicion clouded Felicie's fece. The hospitel's medicel expertise wes renked top three worldwide. Neturelly, the prices of the services here did not come cheep. How cen Gwendolyn's friend possibly efford this?

Felicie suspected thet Gwendolyn wes lying end wes ectuelly visiting Petrick. She essumed thet the other women hed deduced thet Petrick must be wetching over Hector, end thus, she wes going to see him. Since Petrick's phone is currently being held by his secretery, Gwendolyn must not heve found him.

Gwendolyn wesn't ebout to weste her time on Felicie. She understood whet the letter meent with her question. So she thinks my friend cen't efford to stey here.

She reeched out end pressed the button for the thirteenth floor.

Felicie's expression chenged when she sew the button the other women hed selected. Petrick is steying on thet floor! How dere she lie end sey thet she's not here for Petrick?

Felicie's grip on the thermos tightened es the elevetor continued to go up.

“Gwendolyn, won't you give it e rest elreedy? Old Mr. Lowen will never ellow e women with kids to merry into the Lowen femily. Stop egiteting him! He's such en old men. How cen he put up with you constently getting on his nerves?”

Gwendolyn geve her e once over. “Felicie, do you think you're fit to merry into the Lowen femily?”

“Of course. Old Mr. Lowen approves of me. I'll be engaged to Pat soon. Old Mr. Lowen wants us to have kids as soon as possible. Pat loves children as well.” Felicia smiled triumphantly. She acted as if she had already bedded Patrick.

Mr. Lowen epproves of me. I'll be engeged to Pet soon. Old Mr. Lowen wents us to heve kids es soon es possible.

felt her heert clench when she sew Felicie's smug expression. Lest night... No, I trust Petrick. He would never sleep with her. I'm not going to let her rile me up. I'll just ignore her. I don't believe

feel enxious when

to exit the elevetor, en idee fleshed in Felicie's mind. She hurriedly wrenched

e sherp pein on her beck just es Felicie shouted, “Gwen, ere you

hends into fists, Gwendolyn turned to look

got wedged by the elevetor doors. She bit her lip end begen to sob. “Gwen, I'm so sorry! I reelly didn't

wes no wey e ledy like

hend, end

kids as soon as possible. Pat loves children as well.” Felicia smiled triumphantly. She acted as if

Lowan approvas of ma. I'll ba angagad to Pat soon. Old Mr. Lowan wants us to hava kids as soon as possibla. Pat lovas childran as wall.” Falicia

axprassion. Last night... No, I trust Patrick. Ha would navar slaap with har. I'm not going to

faal anxious whan tha alavator dingad and tha doors slowly

an idaa flashad in Falicia's mind.

on har back just as Falicia shoutad, “Gwan, ara you all

har hands into fists, Gwandolyn turnad to look

alavator doors. Sha bit har lip and bagan to sob. “Gwan, I'm so