Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 133

With that said, she quickly ran toward his side and started massaging his shoulders.

“Are you tired? Let me give you a massage.”

The man was in control of the woman now. She would rather behave obsequiously toward him than risk losing the job.

Patrick seemed to enjoy the service provided by the woman. Camille came upstairs when he finished his cigarette.

“Mr. Lowen, the mulled wine is ready. You guys can go downstairs and have some now.”

Camille was in a good mood. After all, Patrick was generous and had given her a lot of money. Moreover, he had also paid her for the household expenses. As such, they would be able to live comfortably in the coming year.

Seeing that Gwendolyn had found Patrick, who was not only rich and handsome but also a responsible man, Camille swore to help her make sure Patrick wouldn't be taken away by another woman.

She had always thought that Gwendolyn was stubborn because the latter had rejected Zayden multiple times. This time around, she wouldn't let Gwendolyn miss out on such a golden opportunity anymore.

Gwendolyn smiled. “Mr. Lowen, let's have some mulled wine then!”

Patrick put out his cigarette on an ashtray and handed it to her.

Gwendolyn took it over. Then, she saw the man stride toward the staircase.

She took a look at the ashtray in her hands. We don't have an ashtray at home. Did he bring it himself?

Feeling perplexed, she went downstairs and asked Camille, “Why do we have this at home, Ms. Ziegler?”

Camille glanced at the ashtray. She was the one who prepared that, as she thought it would be necessary to have one for the man who came to visit.

She could tell that a businessman like Patrick had to be a heavy smoker.

“Mr. Lowen asked if we have an ashtray a few times. So, I remembered it and bought a few in case he needs it.”

Gwendolyn frowned upon hearing her reply. Her tone became cold as she asked, “Ms. Ziegler, are you siding with me or Patrick?”

Camille was stunned for a second. “You, of course!”

With that said, she carried a bowl of mulled wine and headed toward the living room.

Gwendolyn was feeling a little angry. It had never crossed her mind that she had to fight for a job with Camille one day. How pathetic!

Her pride was nothing to her now. It was more important to safeguard her job, and she had to study well in her design course. Once she earned a degree, she would no longer have to live in fear anymore.

Gwendolyn poured herself a glass of water. Holding it in her hands, she became more determined with her plan. She wanted to become a successful fashion designer one day.

Stepping into the living room, she wondered what Camille and Patrick were talking about when she saw the two laughing away.

Camille was laughing out loud. Gwendolyn quickly walked over and asked, “What's so funny? What are you guys talking about?”

Could it be Patrick telling Ms. Ziegler that he wants to hire her as his personal secretary? Oh my! I can't lose this job! There's no way I can find such a good job if I lose it!

Camille saw Gwendolyn's confused look. Then, she made a yawn and said, “I'm getting sleepy already. Gwen, Mr. Lowen, you two have fun. I need to get some rest now.”

With that said, she walked out of the living room and went back to her room.

Patrick stirred the mulled wine slowly. It was the same he had last time, but the one that Camille made tasted better somehow.

Gwendolyn still couldn't beat her master in terms of culinary skills. Nonetheless, the one that Camille made was sweeter. Hence, he still preferred Gwendolyn's. All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

“Mr. Lowen, I promise that I'll work harder. Please don't give my job to someone else. If you like to drink mulled wine, I can make it for you every night. You can raise any request, and I'll try my best to fulfill your needs. Is that fine?”

It was her best opportunity to prove her competency now since Camille had left for a rest. Hence, she had to make Patrick agree with her.

Patrick's eyes lit up as he peeped at her chest and gulped unwittingly.

“You'll agree to any request?”