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Candace shivered involuntarily as Michael was terrifying when he was upset.

She replied reluctantly, “All right, Dad. I'll go copy the family rules shortly.”

Seeing how defeated Candace looked, Gwendolyn felt extremely satisfied.

She suddenly realized that she had ways to deal with these two women.

Her grandfather doted on her. As long as she kept visiting him, she could get Michael to deal with them.

Gwendolyn could not help but grin as it seemed that revenge was at hand.

She was not planning to make them lose everything, but she did not want to let them live too comfortably either.

After coming out of the Ashton residence, Gwendolyn waited for her ride at the roadside.

She was browsing through her phone when Patrick called.

“Mr. Lowen,” she greeted after picking up.

“Gwendolyn, are you stupid? Why did you leave without eating?”

She immediately thought of the delicious spread on the table earlier and felt a tinge of regret.

It was unlikely that she would have the opportunity to bring the children to dine in the revolving restaurant any time soon.

It was an extremely expensive restaurant.

When she and Benjamin sat down earlier, he had asked her to order what she wanted. However, she almost fell off the chair after seeing the sky-high prices on the menu.

A single dish cost almost thirty thousand. To ensure she did not see wrong, she had even counted the number of digits. Even the cheapest dish was around five thousand. It was practically daylight robbery.

As such, she had excused herself to go to the washroom. She could not find it in herself to make someone spend so much and decided to let Benjamin place the order instead.

Patrick's table would have cost at least hundreds of thousands. It was quite a pity.

However, it seemed to her that the children would enjoy fast food more.

“Gwendolyn. Gwendolyn?” Patrick called out as she had gone silent.

It was only then that she came back to her senses.

“Mr. Lowen, I'm sorry! My family is used to having homecooked meals. They aren't used to such high-end food.”

Patrick furrowed his brows. The four of them looked slightly off earlier.

Something must be up. Has she taken a liking to Benjamin? Do her two sons also feel the same way about him?

“Gwendolyn, I'm drunk. Come pick me up.”

“Mr. Lowen, didn't you bring your assistant and the chauffeur with you? I'm afraid it'll be difficult for me to go as I didn't drive today.”

Patrick downed the wine in his hand in one gulp and narrowed his eyes.

“Since it's not convenient for you, give me Ms. Ziegler's number. I think she'll be glad to pick me up and become my personal secretary. Her cooking is also much better than yours.”

Gwendolyn was shocked upon hearing this.