Chapter 233


    Gwendolyn nced at him coldly and asked, “What do you mean by that? I was nning to ask you to


    let us go!”


    She had children of her own. With her debts cleared, she hoped that they would not bother her family


    anymore.


    Samuel almost went down on his knees. Almost crying, he begged, “Ms. Ashton, I''m in the wrong. I will


    not repeat my mistake again. Please treat that five hundred thousand as the payment for young


    Juliette''s medical bills.”


    A trace of astonishment shed in Gwendolyn''s eyes. She had not expected him to have some


    conscience after all.


    She stopped struggling and relented. “All right! Since you said it, the medical bills should be borne by


    you guys. I only used twenty thousand, so I will transfer the remaining back to you.”


    Samuel thought that she was stubborn and one-of-a-kind to let such an offer pass. It was as though the


    woman was a fool.


    However, he learned the hard wayst night that she was to be feared when she became driven mad.


    “Ms. Ashton, let me state explicitly. You are with Patrick, so I can''t offend you. We really don''t want the


    money. Please don''te back to us anymore!”


    Even loan sharks would be afraid of her.


    Hearing Patrick''s name being mentioned, she finally understood that he was really the reason for this.


    A slight smile briefly appeared on her face. She then got up and said, “In that case, I''ll stop bothering


    you.”


    She had sensed that the moment she turned up at this office, Samuel was scared witless. She


    wondered what Patrick had done to him.


    Gwendolyn left the loanpany and got into her car. She then sent six hundred thousand to Lucy.


    She texted: Luce, you don''t need to return the money. Take it as a gift from me to Mnie.


    After sending that message, she blinked and stared at the clear sky outside with herrge eyes. The


    sun was shining nice and bright that day.


    I wonder what Patrick is doing now. Is he still busy at work? It''s already noon. Has he eaten lunch?


    She decided to dial his number. After a while, he picked up.


    “Hello.”


    His tone was rather t such that she could not detect his emotion. It was as though she was talking to


    a stranger.


    Unexpectedly, Gwendolyn felt a little disappointed. Smiling, she asked, “Mr. Lowen, where are you


    now? I want to treat you to a meal.”


    At that moment, Patrick was sitting at his office desk. He had been busier today, as he had just


    attended a video conference and was pretty drained.


    His voice was quite hoarse due to his excessive smoking.


    “I am in my office. I won''t mind a treat. You cane to my office and eat together.”


    It turned out that, as the boss of thepany, he was really busy even on weekends. On the other


    hand, she was free every weekend.


    Thinking about this made her realize that he treated his employee well.


    “Sure! I''ll get us lunch and bring it to your office. I''ll be quick and reach within half an hour. If you are


    hungry, you can get some snacks specially prepared for you in the pantry.”


    As his personal secretary, she knew his work well.


    A light smile broke out on Patrick''s face as his mood was lifted significantly.


    “Okay,” he replied with a low tone and hung up the call.


    Gwendolyn found him very cold, like he was distancing himself. Nheless, it was understandable as


    he had maintained a high status for a long time, causing him to be icy toward others.


    Feeling like a rtively wealthydy now, Gwendolyn generously ced an order from tinum te.


    Instead of choosing their takeaway delivery service, she decided to pick up the food herself.


    After that, she went straight to Lowen Group. When she stepped foot into the office, she saw Patrick


    sitting in his office chair and massaging his temples with his well-defined long fingers.


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    It was obvious that he was tired.


    Gwendolyn ced the lunchboxes on the coffee table in the couch area and walked to the back of


    Patrick. Puffing into her hands to make them warm, she started giving him a head massage from the


    back.


    Although she was not a professional, she was still quite skilled at it.


    In the past, back in the Ashton residence, Michael would often get headaches. As such, she had to


    give him a head massage frequently. She even picked up the proper techniques from a professional


    practitioner, which exined why she was skillful.


    The moment Patrick felt the pressure from her fingers, he immediately rxed.