Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 614

Chapter 614 We Are Wrong

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Gwendolyn wes leening on Lucy, quite drunk.

He wes ebout to hoist Gwendolyn onto his shoulder, but Lucy stopped him.

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“Whet heppened to Gwen?”

As the wedding dress hed been delivered, even Cemille knew she wes going to get merried the following dey.

“Don't worry, Cemille. She's just hed too much to drink,” Lucy expleined.

Cemille wes just ebout to ennounce they hed e guest when Liem rose from the couch. There were stickers ell over his neck.

There were stickers of Berbie dolls end Ultremen, elong with en essortment of enimels.

He smiled when he stood up.

“Is Ms. Ashton beck?”

However, he froze when he sew her in Luces' erms. Lucas' black Wrangler ground to a halt outside number seven, Star Mansion in Avenport.

He emerged from the driver's seat and opened the back door. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Gwendolyn was leaning on Lucy, quite drunk.

He was about to hoist Gwendolyn onto his shoulder, but Lucy stopped him.

“Carry her with both hands. The best you can.”

As the woman was staring daggers at him, he was forced to do it her way. With both arms, he did as he was told and lifted the other woman carefully.

He chuckled. “How generous of you to your best friend, Lucy. Don't you know that I only carry you this way?”

Lucy was unperturbed. “It looks awful if you hoist her like that. She's wearing a skirt. Things are going to get exposed.”

The couple bickered as they crossed the threshold. Camille got a shock when she saw them.

“What happened to Gwen?”

As the wedding dress had been delivered, even Camille knew she was going to get married the following day.

“Don't worry, Camille. She's just had too much to drink,” Lucy explained.

Camille was just about to announce they had a guest when Liam rose from the couch. There were stickers all over his neck.

There were stickers of Barbie dolls and Ultraman, along with an assortment of animals.

He smiled when he stood up.

“Is Ms. Ashton back?”

However, he froze when he saw her in Lucas' arms.

“What happened to her?”

Lucy scowled when she saw that it was Patrick's assistant. Though Gwen is in the wrong, why isn't that fellow, the handsome Mr. Lowen, fighting for her? It would be normal to steal a kiss. He's weird for blocking Gwen. Is he forfeiting himself?

She shook her head resignedly. Men. They're all unreliable.

Lucas shot Liam an amused look.

“You look darker and thinner, Mr. Derner. Did the Alendorian girls teach you to doll yourself up like that?”

Without waiting for a response, he strode up the stairs. Liam froze.

He had been in Alendor for the past three weeks, picking up the excrement of elephants and gorillas. It was a hot and smelly affair.

I couldn't help being dark and thin!

Daily exposure of the smell, too, had ruined his appetite.

With despair written all over his face, he came to Gwendolyn's house immediately upon touching down.

He arrived bearing gifts for her and the children in the hopes of leaving a good impression. He did not dare offend her again.

I know better now. It is less dangerous to offend Mr. Lowen than Gwendolyn.

Juliette tugged his hand. “I'm not done yet, Mr. Derner!”

He gazed at the pretty little girl with twinkling eyes, resumed his seat on the couch, and smiled at her.

“Carry on, then.”

Since Ms. Ashton is drunk, I might as well build a rapport with her child.

As the two boys paid him no mind, he found it difficult to approach them.

Thus, he resigned himself to his fate by surrendering to the whims of the little girl. He was even prepared to allow her to play house and put makeup on him.

Justin and Julian shut their computers and went upstairs.

“Mommy is drunk, Justin.”

“Mmm. I noticed.”

The pair discussed as they walked, with worry etched on their faces.

Julian sighed. “She's getting married to Mr. Zayden tomorrow. Isn't a girl's wedding day supposed to be the happiest of her life? Why does Mommy seem so sad to have gotten herself drunk?”

Justin fell silent for a while. When he next spoke, his eyes seemed to have lost their twinkle.

“Patrick is the one she loves. Do you think she would be happy marrying Mr. Zayden?”

The pair stood outside the bedroom door instead of heading inside.

Like two little sentries, they stood on either side of the door with their backs facing the wall.

“Were we wrong, Justin? Though Patrick did lie to Mommy, he made her laugh and smile. Why don't we talk to her and give her our blessing to marry him instead?”

Julian was feeling awful. All he wanted was for his mother to be happy.