Perfect CEO

“Of course. You shall have whatever you want.”

Juliette's eyes widened. “Really? I want a real castle. I want to be a princess waiting for my prince.”

As most little girls were, fairy tales were all she dreamed about. Her favorite subjects, in particular, were Barbie dolls and castles.

“Sure.”

Throughout the journey, Juliette chatted with Patrick while enjoying her ice cream. She was in a gregarious mood. She looked so adorable that Patrick sat her on his lap and savored the time he was spending with his daughter.

Justin and Julian, however, were not interested in such childish things.

“Why do you think Mommy doesn't want to take us home today?” Julian whispered.

Justin wondered why his brother was so nosy. How would I know?

“When we get to the Lowen residence, Julian, we need to make Great-grandpa like Juliette, do you understand?”

Justin's plan was to handle Hector. As long as he likes Juliette, he will like Mommy. That way, there would be no more obstacles.

“Mmm!”

Over an hour later, the car ground to a halt in the parking lot of the Lowen residence. Though Patrick was currently living in the old house, he returned to visit every day.

Despite that, Alice would come out every time to receive him personally. The group of servants flanking her bowed respectfully when they saw Patrick.

“Mr. Lowen!”

Patrick had a little girl on his arm. She wore a pretty skirt, and her eyes were sparkling. At first glance, it was easy to mistake her for a doll.

Alice had excellent eyesight; she saw Justin and Julian at once. I haven't seen them in just a little while, and they seem to have grown taller again. Also, how handsome they have become!

“Justin! Julian!” she called happily.

Noticing that she was left out, Juliette raised her voice. “Don't forget me, Old Mrs. Pretty. I'm here to see you, too.”

She swept her gaze behind Alice and was rather forlorn when she did not see Hector.

I miss Old Mr. Handsome, too. I wonder why? I always think about seeing them.

Alice beamed at the tiny figure in Patrick's arms.

“I see you, Juliette. You're here too! Welcome.”

Patrick placed her on the ground reluctantly. Now's not the time for me to spend quality time with her. It's theirs.

After entering the house, Hector sat beside Felicia. She was visibly stunned when she saw the newcomers.

In spite of that, she rose to her feet and steeled herself. “You're back, Patrick?”

Then, she turned, puzzled, to the three children. “Are Gwen and Zayden here too?”

She deliberately mentioned Zayden to Patrick in order to remind him that Gwendolyn was a married woman.

Patrick glanced at her impassively. “Look at the time, Ms. Felicia. What are you still doing here? I thought the Ashton family was stricter than that!”

Sensing that he was kicking her out, Felicia stood up.