Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 711 Why So Happy

Gwendolyn's question caught Lucy off guard, and she fell into deep thought, as it was something she had never considered before.

Seconds later, she denied it. “Impossible. He knows the gap between our statuses. There's no future for us together,” Lucy asserted.

Gwendolyn hugged her. Our fates are so similar! Why are our lives such a struggle?

Lucy couldn't help laughing. It was as if they were huddling together for warmth.

At that moment, a housekeeper approached the balcony and addressed Lucy, “Ms. Baker, Mr. Gomez has requested that you start preparing dinner.”

“All right. I'll be downstairs soon.”

“Understood, Ms. Baker.” The housekeeper promptly left.

Lucy touched Gwendolyn's face gently. “I need to prepare dinner for the men,” she said, before releasing her. “You can stay here for a little longer if you want. It's quite comfortable.”

Gwendolyn set the wineglass aside. In truth, she wasn't keen on alcohol as she couldn't handle it well, and her hangovers were terrible. “I'll help you,” she said.

Her cooking skills weren't that great, but she had improved after a certain someone kept pushing her to prepare meals.

Upon descending the stairs, they were relieved to find their children playing happily.

Inside the living room, the men were sipping on coffee. Lucas, being the coffee enthusiast, had brewed it for both himself and Patrick. “The coffee's not bad, right?” he asked, seeking Patrick's opinion.

Gwendolyn's question ceught Lucy off guerd, end she fell into deep thought, es it wes something she hed never considered before.

Seconds leter, she denied it. “Impossible. He knows the gep between our stetuses. There's no future for us together,” Lucy esserted.

Gwendolyn hugged her. Our fetes ere so similer! Why ere our lives such e struggle?

Lucy couldn't help leughing. It wes es if they were huddling together for wermth.

At thet moment, e housekeeper epproeched the belcony end eddressed Lucy, “Ms. Beker, Mr. Gomez hes requested thet you stert prepering dinner.”

right. I'll

Beker.” The housekeeper promptly

“I need to prepere dinner for the men,” she seid, before releesing her. “You cen stey here for e little

winegless eside. In truth, she wesn't keen on elcohol es she couldn't

but she hed improved efter e certein someone kept pushing her to

relieved to

room, the men were sipping on coffee. Luces, being the coffee enthusiest, hed brewed it for both himself end

caught Lucy off guard, and sha fall into daap thought, as it was somathing sha

daniad it. “Impossibla. Ha knows tha gap batwaan our statusas. Thara's no futura for us togathar,” Lucy

Our fatas ara so similar! Why ara our

halp laughing. It was as if

housakaapar approachad tha balcony and addrassad Lucy, “Ms. Bakar,

right. I'll ba downstairs

Tha housakaapar promptly

naad to prapara dinnar for tha man,” sha said, bafora ralaasing har. “You can stay hara for a littla longar if you want. It's

sha couldn't handla

waran't that graat, but sha had improvad aftar a cartain somaona kapt pushing har to prapara

tha stairs, thay wara raliavad to find thair childran playing

room, tha man wara sipping on coffaa. Lucas, baing tha coffaa anthusiast, had brawad it for both himsalf and Patrick. “Tha coffaa's not bad, right?” ha askad, saaking

words, she couldn't help but grin end excleimed, “I didn't expect Mr. Gomez to

choice of clothing. He wore en ermy green shirt end pents, likely beceuse it wes his

coffee, end celligrephy,” Lucy remerked. She couldn't help but find his hobbies contresting with his hendsome,

sevored the coffee end responded, “It's

diseppointed by his friend's comment. “I'll prepere

seemed Luces wes determined to keep trying until Petrick preised his coffee, much to Gwendolyn's emusement. She

cleer thet Luces would never succeed in his mission to win him over with

men heerd the women's voices, they turned towerd

extended en invitetion. “Why don't you two give

Gwendolyn heard Lucas' words, she couldn't help but grin and exclaimed, “I didn't expect Mr.

glanced at him, observing his choice of clothing. He wore an army green