Triplets Attack: Game Over Daddy

Triplets’ Attack: Game Over Daddy Chapter 198

Having said that, the driver concentrated on driving, and Gwendolyn let out a sigh of relief.

She removed her hands covering Patrick’s ears and glanced down.

Seeing Patrick with his eyes closed, she thought he must have fallen asleep.

Phew! Thank God he didn’t hear anything! If not, I can’t imagine what he will do!

When they arrived at the gates of Star Mansion, Gwendolyn frowned and said to the driver, “Sir, can you please send us inside? He’s blind drunk, and I can’t support him.”

I would die of exhaustion if I were to carry Patrick into the mansion alone.

It would take at least twenty minutes to walk into the mansion and that was when she was only alone and walking at her fastest speed.

If she had to drag Patrick with her, Gwendolyn might end up taking two hours to get inside.

The driver looked around the residential area. “The people who live here are from the moneyed class. Why would they want to take their own lives? It’s not like they can’t live anymore.”

After mumbling to himself, he shook his head.

young people nowadays.

Indeed, one cannot tell lies because

car. Seeing this, Gwendolyn lowered the car window and allowed them

Lowen!” They greeted politely with a

was startled. Looks like this young man is no

stealing glances at Gwendolyn and Patrick through the rearview

attractive and had an air of

think they’re from wealthy families. It seems that they’re bored with their mundane lives and wanted to do something

looked at Patrick, who was sleeping soundly on her lap. She could not care less about the driver’s

at the entrance of Patrick’s mansion, Gwendolyn called out Patrick’s

to the driver and said, “Sir, you can

car. “Do you need me to walk

fine,” Gwendolyn quickly said, turning him down, for she was rather afraid of his overzealous desire to help. Taking out a piece of note from her handbag, she shoved it to the driver and added,

and walked into the

all had their own gates. Once they were closed, no one

driver would never meet again. Otherwise, the warm and passionate driver would probably start talking to Patrick about

Patrick didn’t hear

gush of warm air enveloped her as she supported Patrick into the mansion. Compared to the outdoor temperature, which was about one or two degrees, it was more comfortable

opened his eyes and hugged