Chapter 267


    Patrick went forward again with the group of people behind him, inspecting all areas.


    Once everything was done, he left, seemingly in a good mood.


    He told Liam, who was standing next to him, “The blueprint is finished. Use the version I designed.


    Draw up the contract and have her sign it.”


    Liam looked at the oblivious woman next to him.


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    She kept looking at her shoes as she carried her bag. Her shoes were covered with dust, which


    probably made her unhappy.


    Ms. Ashton, you''ll soon be a secret tycoon in Avenport. However, you don''t seem to be aware of


    it. D*mn. Mr. Lowen is simply too good at doting on women. Not only did he give out thend, but he


    even assisted with the construction.


    At that moment, Liam desperately wanted to be a woman. In particr, Patrick''s woman.


    After returning to the car, Gwendolyn took a tissue and used it to clean her shoes. This pair of leather


    shoes is quite pricey. What a pity! I shouldn''t have worn them to the construction site. I don''t think I''ll be


    able to wear them tomorrow.


    Just then, her phone rang. She answered right away when she saw that it was Juliette''s number.


    “Sweetheart!”


    “Gwen, it''s reallyte now. Why haven''t you reached home yet? Aren''t we going house-viewing?”


    Juliette had been waiting all day, hoping that six o''clock woulde soon. s, she had waited at the


    door until six, but her beloved mother had yet toe home.


    Gwendolyn nced at the time and saw that it was indeed already six thirty-five. She pursed her lips


    slightly.


    “I''ll be right back. Give me a minute.”


    After she hung up the phone, she looked at Patrick.


    “Mr. Lowen, may I knock off now? I''ve something on today.”


    It means I don''t want to go out to dinner or do anything else with him. I just want to get out of work.


    Hopefully, he''ll understand.


    Finally, Patrick put down the blueprint and nced at the time.


    “Let''s get together for dinner before you leave.”


    It''s already this time of day; it doesn''t matter if she leaves after we eat.


    Gwendolyn shook her head. “We''re going house-viewing today. This is really important to me, and my


    three kids are waiting for me, so I can''t go to dinner with you.”


    Then, she called out, “Larry, please let me off at the next intersection.”


    Patrick caught something in her words. “Where''s the house?”


    Has this woman seriously saved up enough money to buy a house? That''s pretty quick.


    She scratched her head. “Ha... Um, it''s in Star Mansion.”


    All of a sudden, she recalled that Patrick also lived there, which meant they would be neighbors in


    the future.


    Patrick was a little surprised that she was rich enough to afford a house in Star Mansion.


    He touched the ring on his index finger with his long fingers lightly. “I happen to be free tonight, so let''s


    go view the house together. After that, you''ll make me dinner. Don''t forget that you still owe me money.”


    Now that the man mentioned it, Gwendolyn could not turn him down anymore.


    She contemted for a while, then answered, “All right!”


    With that, Patrick ordered Larry to drive straight to Snowy Lane to fetch her three kids.


    As Larry was a skilled driver, and Gwendolyn lived precisely in the eastern district, the car arrived in


    front of her house in only ten minutes or so.


    She glimpsed at the man beside her. “Mr. Lowen, please drive ahead of me. My car will be right behind


    you.”


    Patrick gave her an indifferent nce. “I''ll drive. You guys can just take my car.”


    Larry''s seat was kicked hard, so he quickly piped up, “Mr. Lowen, it''s time for me to knock off. I''ll take


    my leave now.”


    After saying that, he swiftly opened the door, got out of the car, and left.


    Gwendolyn watched as Larry walked away until he vanished at the alley''s entrance.


    She blinked, feeling that Patrick was genuinely overbearing on a whole other level, so much so that


    everyone would obey everymand of his.


    Well, I guess it''s our honor that this big shot is willing to be our personal driver.


    The three kids were already dressed when Gwendolyn and Patrick got out of the vehicle. Camille also


    deliberately dolled up, carrying her purse and following them with a look of glee.


    Uh... There''s no more space in the car.