Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 49

Patrick gave her a slight nod. “Don't worry. They didn't bully her and only caused her to lose her job.”

After running an investigation, he discovered Gwendolyn was currently submitting resumes to land herself a job.

Alice sighed. “Indeed, they had bullied her. Pat, do protect Gwen so that no one can bully her.”

Patrick said nothing. No one but me can bully her from now on.

Right then, the housekeeper came in. “Mr. Lowen, Ms. Ashton is here.”

Hearing that, both of them thought that Gwendolyn had returned. Did she forget something? Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Patrick soon realized who she meant and asked, “Do you mean Felicia Ashton?”

The housekeeper gave a nod. “Yes, it's the eldest daughter of the Ashton family.”

“Invite her in, then,” Alice stated.

Shortly after, Felicia walked into the dining room and flashed a pleasant smile.

“Patrick, my dad bought some fruits back from his overseas trip. I brought some for you,” she offered.

After she said that, her bodyguards carried a few boxes full of fruits into the dining room.

They were all tropical fruits such as durians, mangoes, and pineapples.

Alice had a sudden thought. Gwen has the same family name as Felicia. It would be perfect if Gwen's from this Ashton family. That way, Hector's wish would come true. I truly sympathize with poor Pat. Hector was ill for six years, and the first thing he did after regaining consciousness was to ask Pat to marry this woman. Pat is filial enough to listen to his grandfather's arrangements.

“Ms. Ashton, have a seat. Let's have breakfast together.”

Felicia already had breakfast before coming here, but she didn't want to reject Alice's kind gesture.

“Thank you, Old Mrs. Lowen.”

After she took a seat, the housekeeper served her breakfast—a bowl of oatmeal porridge, a sunny side up, and some toppings. It seemed simple but delicate.

Felicia settled down and ate the oatmeal porridge slowly.

Alice noticed her grandson's expression had darkened after Felicia's arrival. He also didn't bother talking to any of them.

This young lady isn't his type. Alas, the woman he likes has children. That's really conflicting. It would be perfect if Gwen is childless. I'm certain I can convince Hector to change his mind.

With that thought in mind, Alice decided not to interfere in their relationship and let Patrick decide for himself.

As no one spoke, Felicia turned to look at Patrick. The man was dressed casually, unlike his usual aloof self who was always clad in an immaculate suit.

Oh, what a handsome man! I love him. I really do.

Patrick placed his cutleries down. “I'm done. Enjoy your meal.”

Standing up, he made to leave. Felicia gazed at him adoringly, for she didn't want him to leave that soon.

Alice asked, “Pat, where are you going?”

It was the weekend, and Patrick was dressed casually. It didn't seem like he was going to work.

“I'm meeting my friend to play golf,” came Patrick's answer.

He then strode upstairs. Alice glanced at Felicia, whose face had fallen. She must be disappointed, huh?

Alice's lips curved into a grin as she asked, “Ms. Ashton, don't you have anything on during the weekend?”

Hearing that, Felicia answered promptly, “Just call me Fel. I'm free today, so I can keep you company.”

She initially planned to use the fruits as an excuse to get closer to Patrick, but he remained aloof as usual. Thus, she changed her mind and decided to butter up to Alice. That way, she might get to get closer to Patrick.