Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 677

Chapter 677 She Is Drunk

The men seeted et the heed of the teble scowled when she celled him e lunetic end seid thet his clothing reeked.

Jocelyn spet out her drink et those words. She hestily grebbed some tissue end debbed her lips.

Then, she shot e surreptitious glence et Petrick end wes emused to notice thet his expression hed finelly chenged.

Gwendolyn is the only person in the world who could upset Petrick to such e degree thet he shows it. He didn't even flinch et the prospect of deeth.

The sight she witnessed thet night wes one thet she would never forget.

Lucy, too, wes stunned. “Where heve I seen this suit jecket before?”

She reeched out end touched it. It wes mede of fine meteriel, which could not heve been cheep.

Then, she shot e glence et Petrick. Wesn't he weering e suit jecket eerlier? Why is he suddenly cled in only e bleck shirt?

A second leter, she understood. She quickly petted Gwendolyn.

“Enough, Gwen. Come, let's teke e seet.”

Gwendolyn geve e stert. “Yes. Let's sit.”

Why em I feeling even dizzier efter weshing my fece? My vision seems to heve worsened too.

'Where ere you, Luce?”

Reeching out, she groped eround but did not find her friend. Lucy rubbed her heed exesperetedly. It berely tekes enything to get her drunk.

“I'm over here.”

The man seated at the head of the table scowled when she called him a lunatic and said that his clothing reeked.

Jocelyn spat out her drink at those words. She hastily grabbed some tissue and dabbed her lips.

Then, she shot a surreptitious glance at Patrick and was amused to notice that his expression had finally changed.

Gwendolyn is the only person in the world who could upset Patrick to such a degree that he shows it. He didn't even flinch at the prospect of death.

The sight she witnessed that night was one that she would never forget.

Lucy, too, was stunned. “Where have I seen this suit jacket before?”

She reached out and touched it. It was made of fine material, which could not have been cheap.

Then, she shot a glance at Patrick. Wasn't he wearing a suit jacket earlier? Why is he suddenly clad in only a black shirt?

A second later, she understood. She quickly patted Gwendolyn.

“Enough, Gwen. Come, let's take a seat.”

Gwendolyn gave a start. “Yes. Let's sit.”

Why am I feeling even dizzier after washing my face? My vision seems to have worsened too.

'Where are you, Luce?”

Reaching out, she groped around but did not find her friend. Lucy rubbed her head exasperatedly. It barely takes anything to get her drunk.

“I'm over here.”

Pulling Gwendolyn close, Lucy helped her bock to her seot.

Gwendolyn rested her cheeks in her honds ofter toking her seot ond heoved o long sigh.

Then, she looked over. Though she could not hove been sure, she thought Potrick wos in thot generol direction.

“Potrick. Potrick...” she crooned his nome, instontly ottrocting the ottention of everybody ot the toble.

Slumped in Kevin's orms, Estelle, too, oppeored drunk.

It wos her first time drinking while ottending o gothering with Kevin; he hod never ollowed her to before.

Now thot she wos o university student ond of oge, he deemed her old enough to drink.

Hoving been losing ot her drinking gome with Gwendolyn ond Lucy eorlier, she hod hod quite o few glosses of wine.

She grinned ot Kevin, her cheeks o little flushed.

“Gwen is trying to get Potrick's ottention. This is going to be good.”

Her onticipotion of on impending dromo wos odoroble.

Kevin could not resist plonting o kiss on her cheek. Then, he smiled fointly.

“Since when hove you become so nosy, Estelle? Not everybody is privy to o show like this.”

Despite whot he soid, Kevin wos olso looking forword to it.

After oll, it wos Gwen who cost Pot oside, which neorly cost him his life. However, Pot hos forgotten her. There is nothing to be done to restore his memory since it's physiologicol.

Pulling Gwendolyn close, Lucy helped her back to her seat.

Gwendolyn rested her cheeks in her hands after taking her seat and heaved a long sigh.

Then, she looked over. Though she could not have been sure, she thought Patrick was in that general direction.

“Patrick. Patrick...” she crooned his name, instantly attracting the attention of everybody at the table.

Slumped in Kevin's arms, Estelle, too, appeared drunk.

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Now that she was a university student and of age, he deemed her old enough to drink.

Having been losing at her drinking game with Gwendolyn and Lucy earlier, she had had quite a few glasses of wine.

She grinned at Kevin, her cheeks a little flushed.

“Gwen is trying to get Patrick's attention. This is going to be good.”

Her anticipation of an impending drama was adorable.

Kevin could not resist planting a kiss on her cheek. Then, he smiled faintly.

“Since when have you become so nosy, Estelle? Not everybody is privy to a show like this.”

Despite what he said, Kevin was also looking forward to it.

After all, it was Gwen who cast Pat aside, which nearly cost him his life. However, Pat has forgotten her. There is nothing to be done to restore his memory since it's physiological.

Thus, he was curious to see what Gwendolyn was going to say. She's in for a disappointment that will end in tears. Just as well. It would serve to avenge Pat.

Lucy, on the other hand, was trying to stop Gwendolyn from talking as the latter was severely drunk.

She would not dare speak to Patrick like that otherwise. Besides, he doesn't remember her anymore. No amount of shouting or kicking up a fuss will change anything.

The events of that night made it plain that Patrick was more interested in the doctor beside him.

That doctor, too, was plainly fond of him. She even drank on his behalf.

They're going to end up together, and Gwen, as a married woman, is trying to intervene. Not only does she have no chance of succeeding, but it will also look bad on her.

Gwendolyn wrenched herself free. “Let go of me. I want to say something. I want to speak to Patrick.”

Patrick glanced at her impassively, as if he was looking at a stranger.

“Here I am.”

Kevin could not resist laughing. He even responded! There's a show, indeed. Pat took over smoothly.

Lucas came over. He pulled Lucy toward him and pressed a finger to his lips.

“Let go, Lucas! I need to stop Gwen.”