Perfect CEO

The dishes Justin and Julian prepared were to die for.

The boys were so talented that Gwendolyn wanted to open a restaurant for them. She was certain the restaurant would do well and earn them a fortune.

Nevertheless, she abandoned that idea in the end.

After all, they were still kids, and they were supposed to go to school and have fun in life.

Therefore, she would rather work harder and sacrifice more of her time to give her kids the best childhood possible.

Upon hearing that, Patrick sneered, “As long as you can convince them to cook for me, I'm fine with it. See you tonight, Babe!”

With that, he hung up the phone. That left Gwendolyn feeling a sense of reluctance. He looks sick and healthy at the same time. I don't understand. He woke up this morning looking energetic and normal. Yet, he looked haggard last night. Furthermore, he has lost a lot of weight.

She spaced out with the phone in her hand, and she didn't hear Zayden calling out for her.

Bridger could tell that Zayden was displeased, so he started chatting with the latter to distract him.

Moments later, Gwendolyn texted: Patrick, you've lost weight recently, so I'm going to prepare a feast for you. You ought to eat more tonight. Also, stop working so hard because you need to rest. At worst, I'll support you financially.

After sending that text to Patrick, she kept her phone and walked back toward the couch.

Seeing that Bridger was having a conversation with Zayden, she waited at the side and poured them coffee.

By then, Angeline was done telling Suzanne and the others what to do. As she was walking back in her high heels, she asked Suzanne, “Suzanne, what time does Mr. Surrington normally sleep at night? Does he have trouble sleeping?”

As a mother, she was naturally worried about her son's well-being. Since she couldn't be by his side to take care of him, she had to hope that Suzanne would take good care of Zayden.

Upon hearing those questions, Suzanne looked around anxiously and kept mum. How would I know? Mr. Surrington is always upstairs on his own while I watch the television in the living room. I'll just go back to my room when I feel sleepy. We stay out of each other's way at night.

“Hey, did you not hear my questions?” Angeline asked. This girl is smart. She was able to differentiate all the traditional medicines just now.

“Mr. Surrington goes to bed around nine at night. He sleeps early,” Suzanne answered.

Angeline was heartbroken when she heard that. My strong and handsome Zay would never go to bed at nine back then. Normally, he would either be out entertaining clients or at the office. Sometimes, he would even work out at the gym or drink with his friends. Now, he's self-isolating and staying alone in the mountains. I can't imagine how devastated he must feel.

With that in mind, Angeline teared up. I hope he'll recover and be healthy. From now on, I'll give him whatever he wants and support him. Oh, Lord! Please watch over my son and keep him safe. Please let him regain his vision. I would give up ten years of my life in exchange.

Right then, Suzanne ran toward Zayden and patted his shoulder. “Mr. Surrington, you'll need to take all sorts of medications after this!”