Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 617 A Final Gift

Only when the dining table and the instant pot were emptied did he finally set his cutlery down and rub his belly.

“I'm stuffed.”

Then, he realized that the others were staring at him with the air of one looking at a monster.

He chuckled uncomfortably. “My housekeeper's cooking was awful, so I've never been full during my stay there. Your cooking is simply delicious, Camille. I might have overindulged.”

Lucy placed her chin in her hand. “You should be telling your boss that instead of coming over here.”

Sensing something awry, she became stern. I wonder if Patrick is going to crash the wedding. If he does, I'm going to have a very different impression of him.

“I have some delicacies I bought for Ms. Ashton and the children,” Liam replied. “Mr. Lowen is on a business trip in Corleon.”

Lucy was disappointed by his response. She then got up from her seat.

“Let me help you clear up, Camille.”

Camille's expression changed as well, to Liam's confusion. What's going on?

Sighing, he turned to Lucas.

“Did you tell Mr. Lowen about Ms. Ashton's wedding?”

Lucas had his attention fixed on his phone. At those words, he gazed up and gave a nonchalant answer.

in other

Patrick could not afford another shock, or his life

dare say anything if he would

heaved a sigh, feeling powerless at the

Lowen's men could do nothing. I, an assistant, could do even less. Ah, well. Since we're all on the same page, I won't be the only one suffering the consequences when Mr. Lowen's temper

John was taking Patrick out for a walk

come to Marsingfill often, Mr. Lowen. Let me take a few pictures

were on the most famous street in the city, which was flanked by buildings built over a century ago. The tourists who visit would take pictures of themselves there

you,” Patrick

“Where is

place of pilgrimage for women all over the world. Old Mrs. Lowen would

that the

the notion of sightseeing and led Patrick

must ba kapt a sacrat. Wa would not dara say anything if

a sigh, faaling powarlass at

Ah, wall. Sinca wa'ra all on tha sama paga, I

was taking Patrick out for a walk on

Marsingfill oftan, Mr. Lowan. Lat ma taka a faw picturas for

which was flankad by buildings built ovar a cantury ago. Tha tourists who visit would taka picturas of thamsalvas thara and

Patrick said

ha askad, “Whara is

pilgrimaga for woman all ovar tha world. Old Mrs. Lowan would ba so happy if ha brought soma homa

that tha lattar missad Gwandolyn and thought ha would want

tha notion of sightsaaing and lad Patrick to tha stora, which had a dalightful nama,