Perfect CEO

Chapter 680 Ruthless

Not one to be trifled with, Lucas was merciless in his retort.

Zayden's scowl turned uglier. Without another word, he left with Gwendolyn.

When Patrick emerged from the room, his jacket was hanging from the crook of his elbow.

Those present that night were well aware of what happened. They just did not say it aloud.

Patrick told Lucy, “Zayden did not seem quite right when he came in. He might have misunderstood things. Call Gwendolyn's family and tell them to keep an eye out. See if Zayden sent her home safely.”

Then, he strode outside. Jocelyn followed him.

Lucy sobered up in a flash as she reached into her purse for her phone.

“Yes, I'll call Justin and let them know to watch out in case Zayden mistreats Gwen.”

Given the situation had been misleading, Zayden may assume the worst.

Even we were speculating when we were outside, let alone him stumbling right into the scene!

Noticing how anxious she looked, Lucas patted her hand.

“Relax. Take it easy.”

Heaving a sigh after ending the call, she slumped into his embrace, panting slightly.

“Tonight has been exhausting. It felt as if I'd taken a rollercoaster ride.”

Then, she straightened and glared at him.

“This is all your fault! State exactly who's going when you suggest having dinner next time, or I won't be coming.”

Then, she shot him one last glare and strode out in her heels without looking back.

Lucas gave chase. “Be careful,” he cautioned her. “Your heels are too high.”

Lucas gave chase. “Be careful,” he cautioned her. “Your heels are too high.”

Lucy was very comfortable in heels as she had the grace of a queen. She had bought her first pair when she was seventeen and wore them at home to practice in secret.

I'm used to it by now. I'm not going to fall.

As soon as Patrick entered the car, he ordered the driver, “Follow that Mercedes-Benz in front.”

“Yes, Mr. Lowen,” the driver replied.

In that manner, Patrick followed Zayden back to his house until the gates closed behind the latter.

“Should we head back, Mr. Lowen?” the driver asked.

Patrick drummed the armrest softly with his fingers and gazed up at the house.

He knew exactly which floor her bedroom was on.

“We'll stay a little longer.”

Once in the mansion, Zayden got out of his car and helped Gwendolyn into the house.

Having received Lucy's call earlier, the two boys were already waiting in the living room. They rose when they saw Zayden helping Gwendolyn indoors.

“Mommy!” cried the two boys in unison. Camille, too, emerged from the kitchen.

“How much did Gwen drink?”

Noticing how her entire family was waiting for her, Zayden privately thought how lucky she was.

As for me, how many of them are actually pleased to see me when I come back?

Suzanne emerged from her bedroom, rubbing her eyes. She looked adorable in her cartoon pajamas.

“Have you just come home, Mr. Surrington? I was fast asleep.”

She came over and wrapped her arms around Zayden's. Justin and Julian frequently saw them together, kissing as though they were alone in the room.

Justin and Julian knew that they were a couple. Thus, the boys grabbed Gwendolyn's hands.

“Let us do it, Mr. Zayden!”

Gwendolyn's sons took her. Though they were far smaller than she was, they were strong boys. Slowly, they helped her over to the elevator.

Zayden glanced at the woman beside him, who had eyes for nobody else but him.

A faint smile appeared on his lips. He touched the tip of her nose playfully.

“Wait for me in the room, little one. I'll be right over.”

As she alone occupied the third floor, Zayden slept in her room every night.

Suzanne nodded, smiling from ear to ear.

As if realizing it just then, she asked, “Has Gwen been drinking?”

Zayden was irritated by the mention of Gwendolyn's name.

“Yes, she did. You're not allowed to, do you understand?” he said coldly.

Suzanne nodded. “Mmm. I'll do as you say.”

Emerging at that moment with a hangover remedy, Camille caught sight of the couple's intimacy. Her eyes widened. Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.