Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 265

Gwendolyn was in a good mood. Even the coffee that she gave Patrick was the one that he liked, bitter, with no milk and sugar.

After taking a sip, Patrick's eyes narrowed slightly.

He had gotten used to drinking the coffee she made, which was as sweet as syrup. Hence, to his surprise, he was somewhat unfamiliar with the taste of bitter coffee.

Patrick calmly glanced at Gwendolyn. She was humming while placing a few documents before him. “Mr. Lowen, you'll need to sign these few documents by three today. You'll also need to look at this proposal as you'll be discussing it at tomorrow's meeting.”

After she spoke, she started humming again. Gwendolyn turned around and walked back to her desk.

“You're in a good mood today, aren't you, Gwendolyn?”

Gwendolyn stopped in her tracks before she answered, “No, I'm not.”

Of course, I'm in a good mood. We're moving into our own house soon. We'll never have to be worried about being kicked out by the landlord anymore. But is it that obvious? Even Mr. Lowen could see it.

Patrick smirked. “Did you win the lottery?”

Gwendolyn sat at her desk and saw that she had several WhatsApp messages. She then clicked it open to read one.

Tiffany wrote: Gwen, you did an excellent job with the theme and design. Your designs will be shown during the autumn event. Come to school if you have time to finish the clothing sample.

When Gwendolyn read the message, she could hardly contain her excitement and was about to jump up in joy.

The clothes that she designed will be on the show. That was her dream. She had hoped that one day, a model would wear her design and exhibit it during a fashion show.

Gwendolyn is getting luckier this year. She had a good job and now had her own house.

Moreover, even her dream came true. She found it hard to believe.

With trembling hands, she replied: All right, Tiffany. I'll work harder.

After replying to Tiffany, Gwendolyn propped her chin and started to imagine the scene during Denzy Kenington's spring event. She then envisioned that the clothes she designed would be hung in major stores, and everyone was fighting to buy them.

What a beautiful scene to visualize.

Patrick knocked on her desk as she was smiling to herself like a fool. “Follow me to the site in the eastern district.”

Gwendolyn stood up abruptly as Patrick disrupted her dream. She took her coat, put it on, and went into the elevator with him.

Only two of them were in the elevator. Patrick took one step closer to Gwendolyn, so she could only lean against the wall.

She was terrified and pointed at the surveillance camera. “Mr. Lowen, there's a surveillance camera there. Mind your image.”

As Gwendolyn thought about yesterday's kiss, she felt goosebumps. This man is good at kissing.

She could barely handle it. Thus, she feared Patrick would do something reckless in the elevator. She would be embarrassed if someone else saw it.

“What's the matter? Do you want me to kiss you?” Patrick said with a smirk.

He was driving Gwendolyn mad. She reached out and tugged at his shirt. “That's not what I meant, Mr. Lowen.”

However, when the man saw her red lips, he could not control himself and wanted to have a taste of them.

I didn't get enough of them yesterday. With that, he stretched his long arms and pinned her against the elevator wall.

Gwendolyn could only watch as his handsome face inched closer to her until her lips were in his mouth as he kissed her gently.

She grabbed onto his shirt tightly with both hands and quivered anxiously.

Patrick Lowen, not here. Please not here. Gwendolyn kept screaming inwardly.

Nevertheless, Patrick had already kissed her. Furthermore, he was confident that no one in the surveillance room would dare to sneak a peek.

At the thought of that, he coldly glanced at the surveillance camera while kissing Gwendolyn.

In the surveillance room, they were frightened when they saw him looking into the camera and quickly turned off the surveillance system in that particular elevator. Patrick flashed a triumphant smile.

Gwendolyn had entirely lost her control. That was how it was with an amateur in a relationship like her. She did not know anything at all.

She wanted to let him bully her with all his might.

When the elevator stopped on the first floor, the doors slowly slid open. Standing before them was Liam. Noticing them, he hurriedly covered his eyes and pretended he did not see anything.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.