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Chapter 547

Gwendolyn could not resist a giggle seeing the two elderly men bickering.

Noticing Hector's empty cup, she refilled it.

Hector glanced at her impassively. If not for this girl's meddling, I might be able to hold my great-grandchild in my arms in a matter of months instead of a year.

The more he thought about it, the more irritated he became.

His expression, too, reflected his mood.

“The reason for my invitation tonight is to have a chat with you, Ms. Ashton.”

“Though the Lowen family cannot hope to compare with the Ashton family, a prodigious family, we Lowens too, have had several decades of eminence. Though the Lowen family has been regaining its glory, Pat is still not worthy of you, the eldest daughter of the Ashton family. Thus, he can only marry Ms. Felicia. I hope you can understand.”

Gwendolyn set down the intricate mug and blinked.

“I don't disdain Patrick, Old Mr. Lowen.”

Hector's expression shifted at her words. He choked on the rest of his speech.


Hector studied the woman before him.

Though she is beautiful and commanded an elegant presence, she cannot seem to take a hint! I phrased it this way to put her down gently, and she tells me she wouldn't look down on Pat.

The thought of how a woman, who had borne another man's children, thought poorly of his grandson infuriated him.

Upon noticing Hector's unwavering glare upon her, Gwendolyn added, “I have two sons and a daughter, Old Mr. Lowen. I can tell that you are fond of children. If I marry Patrick, you would have three great-grandchildren. They will certainly delight you.”

To Gwendolyn, her three children were a divine blessing and the most important people in her life.

To Hector, they can also be the best gift.

At the recollection of his admiration upon seeing somebody else's great-grandchildren, she realized she could easily fulfill his yearning.

Hector leaped to his feet in anger at those words.

“Hmph!”

With a contemptuous scoff, he stormed out.

Gwendolyn stuck out her tongue sheepishly upon noticing how he had lost his temper. She did not know what she had said to offend him.

I was trying to accommodate him. Couldn't he tell? Ah, he used to be very nice in the past but he has a frightful temper now!

Hector emerged from the private room, and Zachariah hurried to receive him.

“Are we leaving, Old Mr. Lowen?”

He glanced inside. Ms. Ashton hasn't come out, and it's still raining outside. We should at least send her home.

“We're leaving,” Hector growled, not wishing to spare the woman inside another thought.

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