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?”

I won't take another sip of water. I'll let myself die

began to soften as they headed

his hands tucked in his pockets and

have to watch the other couples be all lovey-dovey

Kevin would have to watch Patrick be excessively affectionate with Gwendolyn. Yet, the tables had

be as excessively affectionate with Lucy as

longer but still not

at the entrance of Platinum Plate. Before

the front

hostesses asked, “May I

“The Purple

“This way, please.”

of the private room and had

Gwendolyn of many memories. All of them were related to

if it was a small or huge event. How many times have I

restaurant felt familiar yet strange, as though every event that had taken place there

called for her attention. A

“What are you thinking?”

Gwendolyn sighed. “Nothing.”

as I'll instinctively think about him when