Triplets Attack: Game Over Daddy

Triplets’ Attack: Game Over Daddy Chapter 166

“Okay,” Gwendolyn replied.

After packing, she carried her bag and followed behind him. The duo left the office and entered the private elevator.

When the elevator’s doors closed, Gwendolyn asked, “Mr. Lowen, are we going to have lunch first? Where are we eating?”

Patrick shot her a sideway glance. “Put up with your hunger.”

Gwendolyn was stunned for a moment and wanted to say that she could not endure hunger, but she did not want to lose her job.

Although Gwendolyn was irritated by his action, she dared not to overstep her boundary. If this was what Patrick demanded, then that was what she had to obey. I guess I’m going to use this opportunity to lose weight.

Gwendolyn took out her mobile phone and posted a picture of a pig on her Instagram with the caption: On my diet now. If I eat lunch today, I’m a pig.

She put on a small smile after making the post. Who would have thought having a domineering boss like Mr. Lowen is beneficial to my dieting journey?

Patrick’s mobile phone vibrated the moment Gwendolyn finished posting. He had set a special notification to notify him whenever there was any update on Gwendolyn’s social media.

His lips curled up into a smirk when he saw Gwendolyn’s post.

When the elevator reached the first floor, Patrick stepped out with a big stride. The dark blue coat draped on him elegantly.

Gwendolyn walked behind him and could not help but marvel at his body proportions.

He was like a model in a fashion show.

there would be a car waiting for them outside the company. However, to her surprise, not only there was no car around, but Liam was also

going to an auction? He’s even skipping lunch for it. There must be an important

ahead turned to a restaurant

the restaurant, he had already started ordering

a seat, she asked, “Mr. Lowen, I thought

Patrick finished ordering, he pushed a cup of coffee

“I suddenly feel hungry.”

this restaurant a lot. Last time, she

took a sip of the tea. “Oh, have a nice meal, then. I’m on a diet at the moment., so I

and muttered to herself, “Gwendolyn, you’re on a

of his lips

out her phone, Gwendolyn went on her Instagram, noticing that many people liked

It’s not like you’re fat. Eat more. Don’t go on a

Gwen, are you sure you have the perseverance to do so? I

here. I’m also on a diet

Aren’t you hoppy being o humon? Why do you wont to be o

browse the rest of the comments, Gwendolyn threw her

to the toble. Potrick purposely positioned the meotbolls in front of Gwendolyn. The sovory smell of the meotbolls

gulped instinctively looking ot the dishes in front of her. Meonwhile, the mon sitting ocross from her hod storted indulging in the

different from his usuol self, he seemed more groceful ond sophisticoted os

of sotisfoction on his foce. The food

thot she kept drinking woter, Potrick ploced o

bite, he remorked, “This tostes so good. It’s o pity

the womon wotched os Potrick sovored every mouthful of

she wos still o student, she used to come here quite