Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 584 Full Of Nonsense

Kevin was eager to bring Patrick away so that the latter could continue living.

Patrick's eyes darkened when he heard those words. “Let's wait three more days! I need to hand over my work.” Running Lowen Group comes with a big responsibility. I can't just leave as I wish. Even if I were to go, I wouldn't even know if I would survive. Heck, I might not even be able to come back alive. I must hand over my work beforehand. Besides, I need to make the necessary arrangements for Grandpa and Grandma. Otherwise, I won't die in peace. And that woman... Even if she marries Zayden, she should have some assets to her name. What is she going to do if things don't go well with Zayden? Why am I still thinking about her at a time like this? I can't believe myself...

“Pat, we need to get you treated as soon as possible. Besides, we're just going to meet that senior of mine and let her assess your condition. She's not going to operate on you right away. If it's a risky operation, I won't let you do it.” Kevin wasn't pleased.

He was determined to bring Patrick away so that he wouldn't be around for Gwendolyn's wedding.

Patrick pondered for a moment. Well, I haven't been doing well. I would even get a headache and bleed from time to time. It sucks because there's nothing I can do about it. I know my body all too well. Perhaps I should listen to Kev.

“All right, then. Let's go there tomorrow,” Patrick answered. Let's just see if it's curable. If it isn't, I'm not going to waste my time. I'll just leave my life to fate.

then, Patrick's assistant, John, arrived with a bag in his hand. Inside the bag was an extra set of

he was startled. “Mr.

longest. Although he was just an assistant, he spent most of

one of the people Patrick

and asked, “Are you injured? Why didn't you call

this would happen? If something bad were to happen to Mr. Lowen, what would happen to

away. “I'm fine. I had a

You have to watch your diet, Mr. Lowen. I'll get the others to make you some

whipped out his phone and made a

chatterbox. He was usually as quiet as a mouse. I guess he's only willing to talk

of clothes and unbuttoned his shirt with one hand