Perfect CEO

Chapter 272

As Julian and Justin listened to the mother-and-daughter duo's conversation, their faces briefly darkened.

Julian tugged on Justin. “Justin, let's go upstairs and check the room.”

The brothers planned to install a security system in the house. With that, they would be alerted whenever there was an intruder.

Now that they were living in such a spacious house, they needed to be extra cautious.

Gwendolyn played with Juliette for a moment. Then, she went to the kitchen and saw Camille busy with work.

“I'll wash the vegetables.”

She took the leafy greens aside and started washing them. Meanwhile, Camille cleaned the fish and meat.

“Gwen, this is genuinely a nice house. The kitchen is so spacious. It's practically an honor to be able to cook here.”

Gwendolyn was done with the vegetables. She broke into a smile when she heard Camille.

“Ms. Ziegler, it will be tough for you to clean a house this big.”

Of course, Gwendolyn and her children would help Camille with the chores during the weekend.

Although she hired Camille as a housekeeper, the latter had been helping her a lot outside of her duty scope. Additionally, Camille was genuinely nice to the three kids. Thus, they regarded her as part of the family.

Camille beamed. “It's all right. I have nothing to do anyway. I consider cleaning as an exercise.” This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Right then, Juliette walked into the kitchen. “Mommy, Mr. Handsome is here.”

A blush crept up Gwendolyn's cheeks when she heard that. It immediately reminded her of the scene in his house earlier.

She suddenly felt a bit shy to meet him, for they had gotten so intimate.

“Gwen, you can brew some coffee for Mr. Lowen. Leave the rest to me.”

Gwendolyn wiped her hands. “Juliette, why don't you go and greet Mr. Lowen? I'll make some coffee now.”

Although this was a new house, everything was well-prepared. It seemed Michael had an inkling they would move in as soon as possible.

She found a can of coffee beans at the counter in the dining room. After brewing it, she carried the drink to the living room.

The man, who was sitting on the couch, immediately caught her eyes. At present, he had already taken a shower and changed into casual clothes.

He wore a grey sweater with black trousers, his hair left undone in its natural state. Instead of his typical aloofness, he now exuded a faint warmness, giving off the vibe of the boy next door.

Juliette sat beside him, her large, iridescent eyes riveting on him.

It was apparent that the girl thought Patrick was handsome too. Similarly, Gwendolyn found him extraordinarily attractive today.

With blushing cheeks, she placed the coffee before him. “Mr. Lowen, the food will be ready soon. Please have a drink first.”

The man stared at her deeply, his gaze still full of intense emotions.

Gwendolyn's heart raced wildly. She knew exactly what he was thinking at the moment.

Deliberately, the woman took a seat a distance away from him. Otherwise, she felt that flames would ignite within her due to his blazing gaze.

Juliette leaned against the man. “Mr. Lowen, Ms. Ziegler is going to cook a delicious meal tonight. You're always welcome to eat with us in the future.”

Patrick was originally staring at the woman playing with her phone with her head lowered. He knew she was feeling shy.

Although he had only possessed her for a few minutes tonight, the sensation still lingered on his mind, sending down prickles through his whole body whenever he thought about it.

It gave him an urge to die on her body. He then licked his thin lips. Next time, I'll definitely take her all the way.

He reached out and stroked Juliette's tiny face. “Thank you, but I'd have to ask your mommy if I'm welcome here.”

Though she looked engrossed in her phone, Gwendolyn was actually listening to their conversation. She pursed her lips slightly upon hearing that.

Juliette chirped, “Mommy, didn't you just say Mr. Lowen is handsome? You like him too, don't you? Why don't we invite Mr. Lowen to our house every day for dinner after this?”

Gwendolyn wanted to dash over and cover her daughter's mouth. How can you tell him that? She wished she could dig herself a hole and hide in it.

“I'll go and help Ms. Ziegler out. Enjoy your drink, Mr. Lowen.”

With that, she hurriedly got up and scurried into the kitchen while Patrick smiled with eyes full of affection.