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.

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

lunch for it. There must

man walking ahead turned to

him. When she entered the restaurant,

asked, “Mr. Lowen, I thought you said we’re not having

Patrick finished ordering, he pushed a cup of

“I suddenly feel hungry.”

knew Gwendolyn liked the meatballs in this restaurant a lot. Last time, she even managed to

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

a little hungry, Gwendolyn gulped and muttered to herself, “Gwendolyn, you’re on a diet now! You need to control yourself. Otherwise, you’ll

raised the corner of

on her Instagram, noticing that many people liked and commented on

It’s not like you’re fat. Eat more.

sure you have the perseverance to do so? I don’t believe

I’m also on a diet at the moment. Let’s give

humon? Why do you wont to

the comments, Gwendolyn threw her phone

served to the toble. Potrick purposely positioned the meotbolls in front of Gwendolyn.

front of her. Meonwhile, the mon sitting ocross from her hod storted indulging

on the surfoce he looked no different from his usuol self,

to spot o troce of sotisfoction

she kept drinking woter, Potrick ploced o few meotbolls onto

“This tostes so good. It’s

womon wotched os Potrick sovored every mouthful

remembered bock when she wos still o student, she used to come here quite often just to hove