Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 672 Their Gathering

Lucas shot an impassive glance at Kevin and noticed Estelle in the latter's embrace. Only then did he realize Estelle was dressed in a high school uniform, looking like a young, fresh student.

He keeps bringing her everywhere. It looks like he's fallen for her for real this time.

Ignoring Kevin, he said, “Ms. Blenheim, I heard you did well in the university entrance exam. Once the semester starts, you'll be a university student, right?”

Estelle plastered a fake smile and chuckled. “You're right.”

She knew Lucas mocked Kevin frequently, ridiculing Kevin for robbing the cradle by dating a high school student.

Now that she had become a university student, she wanted to see what else Lucas had to say.

“Ow!” Kevin yelped when he felt the pinch on his hand. However, Estella still didn't release him despite his pain.

“Are we going to stand here all day? I'm getting thirsty.”

She didn't want to stand there and chat, especially with Lucas, for she felt like a child speaking to an elder.

“Take your time and wait for your woman here, Luke. We'll head inside first,” was all Kevin could respond with.

As Kevin and Estelle entered the building, Estelle said, “I want to drink iced Coke.”

Kevin disagreed, “No, you shouldn't drink Coke, much less with ice. Remember how you writhed in pain the last time you had your period and couldn't stop crying? Have you forgotten?”

drink it, or I won't take

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pockets and suddenly thought of Lucy, hoping she

to watch the other couples be all lovey-dovey with each

watch Patrick be excessively affectionate with Gwendolyn. Yet, the

excessively affectionate with Lucy as

longer but still not seeing Lucy, he returned to the

entrance of Platinum Plate. Before long, Lucy and Gwendolyn entered

hostesses standing by the front door bowed as

“May I know if you

answered, “The Purple

“This way, please.”

the private room and had her

Platinum Plate reminded Gwendolyn of many memories. All of them were

used to frequent here, regardless if it was a small or huge

familiar yet strange, as though every event that had taken

Gwendolyn spacing out, Lucy called for her attention. A

“What are you thinking?”

Gwendolyn sighed. “Nothing.”

special to me as I'll instinctively think about him when I