Perfect CEO

Chapter 215

The two socialites who came in together looked at each other. They felt pity looking at Gwendolyn.

Gwendolyn used to be famous among the socialites, but she ended up like that.

The two couldn't help but look at her with pity.

Suddenly, one of the ladies gave the other girl a gentle nudge and said, “Adeline, look at that necklace. Didn't your brother show you the photo of it?”

The girl named Adeline looked at it seriously a few times and then nodded at her friend.

“Denise, it's that necklace! My brother said someone bought it for one hundred and fifty million.”

Denise's eyes widened. “Wow, then she...”

The two ladies didn't dare to belittle Gwendolyn anymore because they felt that her identity must be extraordinary.

After hearing what Felicia said, Gwendolyn replied flatly, ”Ms. Ashton, I'm so sorry. I only serve Mr. Lowen.”

After saying that, she walked to the dining table and took some dishes. She tasted them first and chose a few dishes of her liking before taking them to Patrick and feeding him.

Of course, Patrick wouldn't refuse. However, Felicia who was sitting next to Patrick became more and more annoyed. She kept glaring at Gwendolyn.

Nonetheless, Gwendolyn didn't care. Her purpose was to earn money that day.

In the lounge, the woman in a beautiful purple gown walked here and there.

She walked gracefully and looked extremely beautiful.

All the people inside were attracted to her. Their eyes couldn't help following her.

Right then, a waiter came in with two boxes and said, ”Mr. Lowen, someone sent you an engagement gift.”

Meanwhile, Gwendolyn continued to sit at the table and try the dishes. After all, others could only see but not eat. Hence, she thought her job was not bad.

Patrick glanced at the two boxes and had no idea who would send him gifts. He said gently, ”Open them up.”

The waiter opened the boxes, and two white wreaths appeared in front of everyone.

Felicia's eyes suddenly lit up. “Who sent this?” she asked.

It was her engagement day with Patrick. Although it was not their wedding yet, it was still an auspicious day. She wondered who would send them such inappropriate gifts.

However, Patrick felt nothing at all. With his current status, it was not surprising that many people wanted to suppress him and get rid of him.

Hence, he didn't take the matter to heart at all.

However, Felicia was not happy. “Patrick, you must find out who did this. How can we see something like this on our big day? It's a bad omen.”

Although everyone in the lounge was surprised, Kevin and Lucas were not astonished at all. After all, they were savvy and had seen a lot of things. Something like that was not even worth mentioning.

Upon seeing the wreaths, Gwendolyn merely raised her eyebrows and continued to try the next dish.

It was something that she expected too. An engagement party hosted by someone like Patrick would definitely make many people jealous of him. Therefore, it was not surprising that some people would send something like that to him to upset him on his big day.

Suddenly, she felt that it was not easy to be an influential figure like Patrick.

“Why are you worrying so much? It's considerate of them not to send any bombs to us today.”

Hearing the word “bombs,” Felicia, her two cousins, and the two socialites were all shocked. A hint of fear flashed across their eyes.

Felicia couldn't help but purse her lips. She asked, ”What? Would someone send bombs to our engagement party?”

She had never thought that Patrick's woman would need to go through such ordeals.

Arching one of his eyebrows slightly, Patrick said, “If you want to be my woman, you'll have to go through all this. If you can't take it, it's better to call off the engagement.”

Looking at Felicia's pale face, Gwendolyn thought she had made the right choice to attend the event, for she had just witnessed a good show.

She couldn't exact vengeance on her own. Nonetheless, she was happy to see her enemy being overwhelmed by fears and threats. Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Felicia stammered, “Patrick, I... I didn't mean that. I just didn't expect that...”

Patrick lit a cigarette, and the blue flame flickered. He put the cigarette near his mouth and took a deep drag.

“Get rid of the wreaths now!” he commanded.

His voice was cold and emotionless.

Suddenly, Gwendolyn's phone rang, and she answered it quickly.

“Ms. Ziegler.”

“Gwen, bad news. Something happened. A group of people rushed into the house and took Juliette away. They want you to bring the money to them.”