Perfect CEO

Chapter 232

Gwendolyn returned home with her children. As they had slept very late the night before, all of them took a nap after lunch.

At around three in the afternoon, Gwendolyn was awoken by the buzz of her phone.

She reached over and grabbed her phone. She took a look and wanted to see who had sent her a message. Unexpectedly, it was a message that informed her of a money transfer.

Gwendolyn was frightened out of her wits. “Ah!”

Her voice resounded in the entire building. The money was transferred to her through Paypal and was sent straight to her account.

At the sound of her scream, Camille and the three children ran to her room.

“What's wrong, Mommy?”

Nervousness was written all over Camille's face. “What's wrong, Gwen?” © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Gwendolyn shot out of her bed abruptly and hugged Camille before hugging her three children.

Juliette's large eyes sparkled. She wanted to jump with her mother, but her two brothers held on to her hand.

“You're injured, Juliette.”

Hence, the little girl could only watch as her mother pranced about in front of them. The three children were stunned and did not know what happy news made their mother react like that.

Their mother was behaving exactly like a child.

Gwendolyn finally caught sight of the money in her account. She had one million one hundred thousand, not a penny less.

She blinked her eyes and pondered for a moment.

“Ah, the police have gotten our money back for us. However, the five hundred thousand we had borrowed is returned to us. That's weird. Should we remind them to take back the five hundred thousand?”

Camille burst out laughing. “You're too kind, Gwen! It definitely isn't a mistake!”

Such a terrible matter had occurred the night before. Juliette had even gotten injured, and Patrick went to settle the matter. The other party would not dare to accept the money and demand funds from them again.

Camille understood many things and had full knowledge of what was going on.

However, Gwendolyn was uneasy about that. She had to return what she owed others.

Although she was poor, she would not vie for money that did not belong to her.

She sat on the bed and looked at her three children.

“Have I disturbed your sleep? I'm sorry! If you have not slept enough, you can return and sleep some more.”

Juliette sat beside her mother and leaned against the latter.

“Gwen, I was stupid last night and did not walk steadily. I'm very sorry for scaring you.”

Gwendolyn beamed and caressed her tiny face.

“I should be the one apologizing for not taking good care of you and letting such things happen to you. I won't do such a thing in the future again.”

She vowed that she would never borrow money from loan sharks again. She would be hardworking and work properly so that her children could live a comfortable life.

Julian and Justin stood across them and looked at the two girls. Amusement shone in their eyes.

They did not understand the mother and daughter's relationship and emotions, but they liked seeing their mother and sister being happy.

After playing with her three children for a while, Gwendolyn changed her clothes and headed out.

She drove her red car and went to the loan shark company. The company was still there. When she entered, the receptionist welcomed her warmly.

The receptionist then brought her to the manager's office. Samuel's face was injured badly. The injuries were all given to him by her.

“Samuel, this lady is looking for you.”

When Samuel caught sight of her, his eyes widened, and he nearly wanted to dig a hole and bury himself.

Gwendolyn walked over calmly and sat on the chair opposite him.

“Samuel, I'll return all the money that I'd borrowed from you.”

She then fished out her phone.

“Give me your bank account. Five hundred and fifty thousand. I'll give it to you without missing a cent.”

Samuel was very confused. When he recalled her brash attitude the night before, a chill ran down his spine, and his legs trembled violently.

He then thought about Patrick. The woman standing in front of him belonged to the man. If he had not groveled at Patrick's feet for half a day and given some benefits, he would not be sitting there. It was very likely that he would be sent to jail. Even if he were not sent to prison, he would have possibly been crippled.

Samuel raised a hand to wipe his cold sweat away. “Ms. Ashton, please let me go!” he beseeched.