Chapter 111
Felicia was weed warmly by the Ashtons. Leroy, who sat beside her, even poured her a ss of
wine.
Leroy said, “You should have a ss of wine, Fel. It''s Nic''s birthday, after all.”
The treatment surprised Felicia. Uncle Leroy usually treats me like air. I can''t believe he''s personally
pouring me a ss of wine.
Her brows scrunched slightly in confusion.
Hmm, Mom''s here. I guess everyone knows where I went today. Well, they''ll be busy ttering me now
that I''m the future Mrs. Lowen!
Felicia began assuming an air of arrogance. Instead of finishing the entire ss of wine, she merely
took a small sip of the liquor whenever someone toasted her. Still, no one dared to call her out on her
impudence.
On the other side, Gwendolyn busied herselfforting Lucy over text. She remained oblivious to the
happenings at the table.
Nicolette leaned closer to Gwendolyn and whispered, “What are you doing, Gwen? Look at how
pleased Felicia is with herself. I merely wanted to bankrupt her and dent her wallet. I didn''t think the
situation would turn out like this. Ugh, look at how everyone''s ttering her. It''s disgusting!”
Only then did Gwendolyn raise her head. Everyone was licking Felicia''s boots. Some attempted to pry
information out of her about the Lowen family.
Felicia uttered, “I''m sure Patrick would love to meet you all, but he''s a stickler for ethics, and I doubt
he''ll bend the rules on my behalf.”
Her message was loud and clear; knowing Patrick as a concerned rtive was more than wee,
but business opportunities were out of the question.
Zachary announced coolly, “Don''t make things difficult for Fel. She just started seeing him, and all of
you are moring for benefits from their association. You''ll be the Lowens'' rtives once they''re
married. What''s the rush?”
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The ghost of a smile curved his lips but he covered it up by taking a sip of his wine.
“My daughter is an excellent girl. Naturally, she would attract a good match,” he added.
Zachary''s gaze strayed to Gwendolyn then. This girl is nothingpared to Fel.
Gwendolyn sensed her father''s sneering gaze but opted to ignore it. I came for Nic and Nic alone. I can
swallow my indignity today. I don''t n on seeing these people ever again.
Suddenly, Felicia asked, “Nic, what did Gwen give you? She''s raising three kids now, and I doubt she
can afford to give you anythingvish. You must be more understanding.”
Candace and Felicia yed tag on bringing up Gwendolyn''s children. They loved to reopen old
wounds.
Nicolette rolled her eyes at Felicia and dered, “As long as it''s Gwendolyn''s gift, I''ll love it!”
“Take it out then! Show us!”
Felicia stretched her hand out, determined to humiliate her half-sister.
Gwendolyn''s phone rang just then. Seeing Patrick''s name on the screen, she answered the phone, too
scared to reject his call.
Now that she was his personal secretary, she was practically at his beck and call. He was paying her a
large sry to keep it this way.
Gwendolyn answered the call, “Hello.”
“Where are you?”
Patrick''s cold voice drifted through the receiver. Gwendolyn nced at the table before whispering,
“Did you need something, Mr. Lowen?”
“Where are you?” he repeated.
At that, Gwendolyn frowned. Why can''t he answer me instead of stubbornly repeating his question?
“I''m at Amaranthine.”
“Okay. I''lle and get you. I''m craving mulled wine; make some for me tonight. Right. You''ll need to
cook and clean my house after work from now on.”
He hung up without awaiting her reply, and Gwendolyn''s frown deepened.
Well, I do owe him more than one hundred thousand. I can''t avoid the physicalbor tonight. Things
were merely rxing for me because he had been overseas.
In the meantime, Nicolette had raised Gwendolyn''s gift and dered, “This is Gwen’s present. I''m
opening it when I get home. I''m not showing it to any of you.”