Chapter 592


    Zachary stared at her like she was a fool. “Do you think it''s that easy? The will is locked in a safety


    deposit box at the bank. We can only open it if we have all three keys from Dad, thewyer, and the


    bank.”


    Candace widened her eyes. “It''s that troublesome?”


    She was genuinely oblivious. Since she came from a mediocre family, she had no idea about these


    things.


    “But Dad dotes on Gwen so much. Would he entrust the entirepany to her?”


    Her greatest fear was that she and Felicia would be left with nothing. If everything was bequeathed to


    Gwendolyn, their future would be uncertain. They would lose all semnce of dignity within the Ashton


    family.


    Although a prominent family like the Ashton family seemed so glorious on the surface, it was extremely


    conservative.


    Those seemingly harmonious rtives all wished for one another''s misfortune and yearned to assert


    dominance over the others.


    They battled like the scheming royals of past ages, and after years of such struggle, she was utterly


    exhausted.


    Zachary let out a wistful sigh. “How would I know? But Dad won''t do that. With so many family


    members, each one will receive their rightful share.”


    He knew that very well. It was impossible to give all of the family''s assets to a single person.


    However, Michael would definitely give Gwendolyn a greater portion out of his personal bias so that


    she could have a stronger foothold in the Ashton family.


    Upon concluding the call, Gwendolyn went to the bathroom. After showering, she ced a warm towel


    over her eyes. She had cried so much earlier that her eyes were swollen.


    Once they became less puffy, she headed downstairs.


    After wallowing in her sorrow, the best way to seek sce was to eat a hearty meal. Perhaps


    everything would be better afterward.


    This was her usual way of consoling herself. However, rtionship troubles were uncharted territory for


    her. She did not know if it would truly make a difference.


    As she emerged from her bedroom, Gwendolyn transformed once again into a resilient and determined


    woman, ready to face the world.


    In the living room downstairs, Camille was engrossed in watching television. She saw Gwendolyn


    coming down and quickly got up.


    “You''re awake. Let me warm the dishes up for you.”


    Gwendolyn asked, “What about the rest? Have they gone to sleep?”


    Camille smiled. “Ms. Drache yed with them until they grew tired. They''ve gone upstairs to sleep.


    Juliette insisted that she sleep with Ms. Drache.”


    Gwendolyn nodded. Kids could always get along with one another.


    It was all thanks to Ms. Drache that she could sleep for a few hours so peacefully.


    Sitting on the sofa, Gwendolyn absentmindedly watched the television. However, she was not paying


    attention to what was being broadcasted.


    As Camille emerged from the kitchen, she noticed Gwendolyn daydreaming. It was then that she


    remembered Gwendolyn saying that she had broken up with Patrick.


    She sighed. They clearly like each other, so why are they always arguing? They''re indeed so young. It''ll


    be toote if theye to regret this at my age.


    With these thoughts in mind, she took out her phone and discreetly made a call to Patrick.


    He was still in a meeting, busy wrapping up the tasks for the next few days before going overseas


    tomorrow.


    It was John who answered the call since he had Patrick''s phone.


    “Hello.”


    “Are you at home, Mr. Lowen?”


    When John heard the voice of an elderly woman and noticed the name disyed as Camille, he


    remembered that she was Gwendolyn''s housekeeper.


    “Hello, Ms. Ziegler. I''m John, Mr. Lowen''s assistant.”


    Camille was taken aback for a moment before quickly ncing at the phone. Yes, this is Mr. Lowen''s


    number.


    “I''m looking for Mr. Lowen.”


    John replied, “Mr. Lowen is currently in a meeting and can''t take calls now. Is there something I can


    help you with? I can pass on your message or have him call you backter.”


    Camille furrowed her brows. He''s still in a meeting at this hour? Sessful men like him are indeed so


    busy building their careers that they have no time to care about their families.


    “That''s so hard on Mr. Lowen. Has he eaten?”


    “He has.”


    “Oh, he''s had his meal. Since I have nothing important, I''ll hang up then.”


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    With that, she promptly ended the call. She had intended to help patch things up for the two of them,


    but she did not expect Patrick to be so busy.