Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 38

Gwendolyn whispered, “I owe him money, so you can say so.”

She considered her relationship with Patrick as one which was between a debtor and a creditor. That seemed to be all it was to her.

Zayden frowned. “He's your creditor?”

He thought their relationship seemed to be more than that, but he was afraid to point it out.

Gwendolyn nodded. As she exited the police station, she saw Patrick get into a car.

She followed quickly and knocked on the window.

A handsome but frigid face appeared when the car window was rolled down slowly, and he gave her a cold-eyed stare.

Gwendolyn hesitated and said, “Mr. Lowen, thank you for coming to bail me out today, but I just want to say that it wasn't I who made you do that and waste your time.”

Gwendolyn was worried that he would charge her for causing him any losses in his business that morning. As an average wage-earner, she could not afford to pay him back.

When she heard Neil saying that Patrick was the one who bailed her out just now, Gwendolyn almost fell to the ground. She wanted to ask Patrick to leave her alone in the future since his time was so precious.

Patrick's face darkened even more. He initially thought he would have to be mad to come here and try to please Gwendolyn. Besides, it was not like she appreciated it at all either.

Now that she had Zayden coming to bail her as well, it was as if Patrick had just become redundant.

As he thought of this, Patrick's expression became even colder. “The bail is twenty thousand. Do you prefer cash or online transfer, Ms. Ashton?”

The color instantly drained from Gwendolyn's face. How am I ever going to pay such a huge sum? She was currently poor as a church mouse.

Gwendolyn turned a deaf ear to Patrick's question, cudgeling her brain for a solution. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Ms. Ashton, shouldn't you pay the bail yourself?”

Gwendolyn forced a smile at Patrick, reaching into the car and helping him straighten his tie.

She chuckled awkwardly. “Your tie is crooked. I've straightened it for you.”

Then she smiled ingratiatingly. “Mr. Lowen, can you put it down with my other one hundred and twenty thousand? Perhaps I could pay it back by working as your maid?”

She felt that paying back the money was impossible. However, she figured she could compensate by doing chores like housekeeping and cooking.

Her heart would ache if she took out such a huge sum of money, and she didn't have that much money either.

Looking at Gwendolyn's expression, Patrick curled his lips.

“Ms. Ashton, now you owe me one hundred and fifty thousand, including interest, and I will add it to your IOU.”

Gwendolyn nodded profusely. “Sure.”

To her, as long as she did not have to pay back the money now, then it was fine.

Patrick's eyes narrowed, and he spoke in a mild tone. “Remember that you still owe me money. You must not let yourself be involved in any accidents or die.”

Gwendolyn kept nodding her head. “Okay, Mr. Lowen. Rest assured that I will make sure I live to a hundred years old. No, I mean, I will stay healthy and safe before I pay back my debt.”

That was what she said, but she was cursing him in her heart.

What a petty man you are! Are you just afraid that I wouldn't be able to pay you back the money after I die? Even if I died, I have three children, and they will pay it back for me. Don't worry, we won't run away.

Patrick's car zoomed off like lightning, giving Gwendolyn such a fright she leaped right back.

It almost scared the wits out of her, as she had almost been swept away with the car.

She kicked the air angrily. “Patrick, you bastard!”

Lucy walked toward her and burst out laughing.

“Gwendolyn, you are so lucky. The heirs from the two biggest families in Avenport are pursuing you. You really make me envious.”

Gwendolyn only felt like crying when she thought of the one hundred and fifty thousand she owed Patrick.

“Envious? Don't be envious. All I want to do right now is cry!”