Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 697

Chapter 697 The Reappearance Of The Ring

Rosalie did not think it was nice to show attitude after seeing how Gwendolyn was so full of smiles.

She glanced at Patrick behind her. “Pat, you should know I have a huge fear of cockroaches. I don't even dare get down now.”

In fact, she could have informed the property management or asked her housekeeper to settle a trivial matter like this.

Yet, the first person she called was Patrick. No matter how dumb Gwendolyn was, she could figure out what was going through Rosalie's mind.

Of course, Patrick understood as well.

He looked inside and said, “Don't worry. I'll handle it.”

Gwendolyn promptly interrupted, “I'll do it instead!”

With that said, she strode into the house. A grin spread across Patrick's face. Isn't she usually very timid? It seems like she mustered enough courage today, huh?

Rosalie directed her gaze inside. It was clear she was somewhat unhappy about Gwendolyn's presence.

Nonetheless, there was nothing she could do about it. Left with no choice, she could only throw daggers at the latter.

She whipped her head back and flashed a smile at Patrick. “Pat, it looks like Ms. Ashton is pretty courageous.”

Something seemingly crossed her mind, and she added, “Let's head in and have a seat! I've sobered up; we can have a drink.”

Gwendolyn was pacing around the house with a slipper in her hand when the two entered.

Seeing their appearance, she furrowed her brows and remarked, “I didn't see any.”

In truth, Gwendolyn had spotted the candlelight dinner on the dining table the moment she stepped in, and she immediately understood Rosalie's intention.

Well, I'm sure Patrick is too full from all the food he had tonight. There's no way he can eat anymore, not even the tastiest candlelight dinner.

At that thought, Gwendolyn was delighted.

Luckily I piled up his plate and even gave him extra portions of pasta just now. He's now all filled up.

She turned to face the two of them. “Ms. Chavez, I've checked. I didn't spot any cockroaches around.”

This place is such a high-end residential area. Besides, it's obvious her room gets clean on time every day. There's no way there are cockroaches in here.

Her hand holding onto the slipper was lifted high. Rosalie and Patrick were all gaping at the slipper in her grip.

Sensing their intense gazes, Gwendolyn quickly put down her hand and threw the slipper aside. She then shifted her gaze toward the dining table.

“Have you not eaten yet? We've already eaten and are stuffed. Am I right, Mr. Lowen?”

Patrick quirked an eyebrow. “Yeah, very stuffed indeed.”

Someone fed me like how she'd feed a pig. I wouldn't have space to eat more food even if I wanted to. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

Rosalie pursed her lips. What a pity. I cooked a table of Ferropenian cuisine today.

“Take a seat and get some rest, then. I'll make you guys some coffee,” she said, slightly displeased.

Just then, Gwendolyn spotted the ring hanging on Rosalie's neck. She reached out and held it in her hand to get a better look.

Immense shock and surprise filled her eyes.

Rosalie had deliberately worn it as she wanted to show it to Patrick. She did not expect Gwendolyn to seize it so tightly. She was thinking of snatching it back, but Gwendolyn refused to let go.

“Ms. Chavez, this ring is mine.”

Rosalie grew increasingly nervous. She furtively snuck a glance at Patrick. She knew the ring was very important to him.

His change in attitude toward her was all because of that ring.

She even ran an investigation and learned that Patrick had gifted a woman whom he spent a few nights with a ring six years ago. That ring was the exact one she was holding onto right then.

Gwendolyn is now insisting that this ring belongs to her. Don't tell me she knows Pat is looking for that woman too?

“How is that possible? It's mine.”

With that said, she snatched the ring back and covered it with her hand.

Gwendolyn was confident that the ring in Rosalie's possession was the same one that was stolen. She had even made a police report back then.

“Ms. Chavez, that's really mine. A thief snatched it from me at a shopping mall in Gerton about half a year ago. I even called the police. Can you please return it to me? I can pay you double the amount that you paid for it.”

With this ring, I'll be able to find the kids' biological father. Even though I can't give them a complete home, the least I can do is let them know who their father is.