Perfect CEO

Chapter 5

A few days later, in the CEO's office at Lowen Group, Patrick was sitting behind his wide office desk with his head lowered as he signed some documents.

His assistant, Liam Derner, walked in and stood in front of his desk before reporting work to him.

“Mr. Lowen, I've obtained information about the daughter of the Ashton family. Her name is Felicia Ashton. She's 24 years old and the only child of Zachary Ashton.”

It was only then that Patrick slowly lifted his head. “Have you set up a meeting with her for me? We'll have dinner together tonight.”

Hector had slipped into a coma again after regaining consciousness for a brief moment, and it would be difficult for him to wake up again in the future.

Since his wish was to get Patrick to wed the daughter of the Ashton family, the latter would naturally fulfill it.

Liam replied, “I've arranged the meeting at half-past six in the evening at a private restaurant. Should I book the entire place, Mr. Lowen?”

After all, the person Mr. Lowen is meeting is his future wife. Hence, we must give her a grand treatment so that she'll be smitten with him. Although Mr. Lowen doesn't care about these things, I should help him plan it thoroughly as his subordinate.

“There's no need for that.”

Liam smiled upon hearing that. “Understood, Mr. Lowen.”

I don't believe that Mr. Lowen likes men at all. But for some reason, the news made it seem so believable that even Old Mr. Lowen kept worrying about his sexual orientation. How nice would it be if Old Mr. Lowen was awake now? He'll be able to watch as Mr. Lowen goes to meet his future wife.

After taking Juliette's temperature, Gwendolyn confirmed that the girl's fever had completely subsided.

Juliette hugged her doll close to her chest. Her face was thinner than before, giving Gwendolyn the impression that her daughter had shrunk in size.

“I'm well now and don't have to eat the bitter medicine anymore, right, Mommy?” she whined.

Gwendolyn smiled as she reached out to caress Juliette's curly locks.

“Yes, you've recovered now. Remember not to eat too many sweets in the future. Otherwise, you'll get sick again.” Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

The little girl was around two pounds lighter than her brothers when she was born, weighing only around four pounds.

Raising her was tough, as she could only fall asleep while being carried since she was a baby and would cry as soon as she was put down.

It was also easy for Juliette to get sick, so it was not the first time Gwendolyn rushed to the hospital bare-footed with the little girl in her arms, each time frightening Gwendolyn out of her wits.

Even though both her sons had gone to school, the little girl was still at home, so Gwendolyn could not attend job interviews for the time being. However, at the thought that she had spent more than twenty thousand on medical fees this time, and there was not much money left on her card, she knew that she had to think of a way to earn money.

In actuality, there was still half a million on the card, but she refused to touch it, as she did not know who had sent her the money. She subconsciously concluded that it must have been her grandfather who had sent it to her.

In the past, she knew that she was hopeless and had embarrassed her grandfather, so she could not bring herself to go home to see him, much less use his money.

Gwendolyn went to the balcony to take the laundry in and spotted the expensive coat as she was hanging the clothes in the wardrobe. She had sent it for dry cleaning a few days ago and was planning to return it to him on this day.

Upon finding out the phone number of Patrick's assistant, she gave him a call which got through quickly.

“Are you Mr. Derner?” she inquired.

Liam answered, “Yes, I am. May I know who this is?”

“My name is Gwendolyn Ashton. Previously, Mr. Lowen lent me a coat, so I wish to return it to him. Is he free today?”

The assistant glanced at the man in the private room before sending her the address.

“Come to this place. Mr. Lowen is having his meal here.”

Liam did not think much about it. Anyway, there has never been a woman by Mr. Lowen's side, so maybe the caller is his friend.

After hanging up, Gwendolyn said to Juliette, “Accompany me to a place. Let's have dinner there, okay?”