Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 116

With that thought in mind, Patrick entered his bedroom to change his clothes. He checked his phone afterward and read the new messages in the WhatsApp group.

SingleGuyTwo: Pat, I beg you not to bring her here. I'm afraid that I'll lose my life because of her.

Kevin was convinced that meeting with Gwendolyn would bring bad luck to him. He was sure that the woman was a jinx.

SingleGuyThree: No problem. I'll be sure to get her drunk with my superb alcohol tolerance.

Patrick was annoyed by the name of that WhatsApp group the more he looked at it, so he sent a text.

SingleGuyOne: Who came up with this group name? Change it at once. I don't know about you guys, but I am certainly not single.

Soon, Kevin edited the group name to “The Woods.”

BigWoodOne: What kind of group name is this?

BigWoodTwo: I think this group name is brilliant. I'm warning you guys, do not change the group name!

BigWoodThree: I don't think I'm inferior to any of you, so why am I always ranked in third place?

Patrick sent a reply while walking downstairs.

BigWoodOne: Your inferiority is a known fact.

BigWoodTwo: Should we decide on our ranking tonight?

BigWoodThree: Bring it on! Do you think I'm afraid of you?

At this moment, Gwendolyn had done washing the bowls. She was cautious not to break anything else this time after learning how expensive Patrick's belongings were.

She was applying some hand cream when Patrick came into her vision. He was wearing a dark blue coat decorated with an embroidered badge, making his outfit slightly similar to a police officer's uniform.

Oh, my. He's so handsome!

Most girls found such uniform to be irresistible on men, and she was not an exception.

Nonetheless, she kept her cool to prevent Patrick from noticing her feelings.

Walking up to her, Patrick caught the faint refreshing fragrance of roses from the hand cream she was applying.

Gwendolyn hurriedly tucked her hands and forced a smile.

“Mr. Lowen, which car are we driving today?” Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

She did not dare to drive the car parked in the courtyard because of how expensive it was. She had a suspicion that she might never be able to repay Patrick if she caused even a scratch on the vehicle.

Hence, Gwendolyn had already decided to choose a relatively cheaper car to drive. Still, she sought his opinion out of courtesy, thinking he would tell her to pick whichever vehicle she wanted.

To her surprise, Patrick smiled mischievously with his brows raised. “The car parked in front of the door is fine. We can save the trouble of going to the garage.”

With that said, he strode off toward the door, leaving her to stare at his figure.

When she processed his words, Gwendolyn was taken aback. That's not the reaction I was expecting. Why is he so unpredictable?

Jogging forward, she caught up with him. “Mr. Lowen, let's drive a different car. This car is too flashy. What if someone decides to rob us?”

“That's fine. I'm a pretty skilled fighter. The robber is no match for me.”

Upon hearing that, Gwendolyn rolled her eyes. Aren't you being full of yourself, Patrick Lowen? Do you really think you're the best at everything? What an arrogant man!

Tossing the car keys to Gwendolyn, Patrick got into the car without waiting for her.

The woman gazed at the car keys in her hand in exasperation. Dang it. Can I tell him I can't drive instead?

In the end, after contemplating for a long while, she was left with no other choice but to get into the car and began driving with extra precaution.

When the car hit the road, she constantly checked the rearview mirror, fearful that she might accidentally damage the vehicle.

Patrick regarded her with a cold gaze. “Are you riding a bicycle, Gwendolyn?” he asked after seeing the scooter speed by them.

Even bicycles are faster than us at this point.

Gwendolyn replied calmly, “Mr. Lowen, your safety is my priority. I'll make sure you reach your destination safely.”

Patrick was at a loss for words. He lowered the car window angrily and lit a cigarette. With his brows furrowed, he took a long drag.

“You don't have to reimburse me for any damage, Gwendolyn. Can you drive faster now?” he said helplessly.

What in the world is going on in her head?