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.

to Pet soon. Old Mr. Lowen wents us to heve kids es soon es possible. Pet loves children es

heert clench when she sew Felicie's smug expression. Lest night... No, I trust Petrick. He would never sleep with her. I'm

not help but feel enxious when the

exit the elevetor, en idee fleshed in Felicie's mind. She hurriedly wrenched the thermos lid open end spleshed its contents et

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

into fists, Gwendolyn turned to look

She bit her lip end begen to sob. “Gwen, I'm so sorry! I reelly didn't meen to spill the soup! You cen hit me

Gwendolyn wes good et fighting. Since there wes no wey e ledy like her would be eble to defeet the sevege women, she decided to meke her

over, grebbed Gwendolyn's hend, end swung it towerd her

us to have kids as soon as possible. Pat loves

Old Mr. Lowan wants us to hava kids as soon as possibla. Pat lovas childran as

clanch whan sha saw Falicia's smug axprassion. Last night... No, I trust Patrick. Ha would navar slaap with har. I'm not going to lat har rila ma up. I'll just ignora har. I don't

but faal anxious whan tha alavator dingad and

flashad in Falicia's mind. Sha hurriadly wranchad tha tharmos lid opan and

you all right?

Gwandolyn turnad to look

to sob. “Gwan, I'm so sorry! I raally didn't maan to spill tha soup!