Ashton and Lowen families that were presently the talk of the city. It was likely that all the upper-class people in Avenport would be attending. The Surrington family was the second most powerful family in Avenport, so they were naturally on the guest list.
Knowing that he wouldn’t be able to keep her in the dark, Zayden nodded.
“Please don’t turn me down, Gwen.”
Zayden was wearing a white suit, looking immaculate and elegant. When he looked at her, there was a smile in his eyes.
Gwendolyn mulled it over.
But if Mrs. Surrington were also attending, she would undoubtedly go off the deep end. After all, she threw me a check and told me to leave Zayden. Anyway, I can understand her feelings. He’s her most beloved son, so she will naturally object if he were to marry someone with children. If I were in her shoes, I would also take issue with it. From her perspective, I do understand her. But then, Zayden has a special place in my heart, for he’s my savior.
“Okay!”
I’ll just have to put up with a few glares from her and her giving me a hard time. That’s nothing to me!
Beaming, Zayden reached out and stroked her head.
“Thank you!”
At that precise moment, Camille stepped into the living room. When she saw the interaction between the two of them, a flash of worry flittered across her face.
Should I tell Mr. Lowen about this? After all, I took so much money from him. Besides, I can tell that Mr. Lowen treats her very well. Gwen has known Mr. Surrington for many years, so if they could get together, that would’ve happened ages ago. As such, Mr. Lowen seems to have a higher chance.
Therefore, she took out her phone to send Patrick a text message. Without warning, someone snatched her phone away.
Justin scanned the words on the phone. Sure enough, Ms. Ziegler is in cahoots with that man! Julian was spot on!
The text message read: Mr. Lowen, Mr. Surrington came over tonight and is having a great time chatting with Ms. Ashton. Why don’t you come over as well? Julian and Justin are cooking today. Their cooking is pretty good, so you should come over for a taste.
Justin deleted the entire message, a faint smirk flashing across his eyes. He wants to eat our cooking? Hah! In his dreams! Even if we feed it to the dogs, we’ll never give it to him!
A hint of chilliness manifested on his grim face.
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