Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 292

Felicia's heart ached as she heard the coldness in Patrick's voice, feeling utterly wretched.

She kept shaking her head. “Pat, I didn't mean that. She was the one who said the necklace is from a flea market.”

Felicia's voice was slightly hoarse. One could hear that she was trying to hold back her tears.

“You believe it's a fake just because she said so? What a fool,” Patrick sneered.

He had no intention of disclosing that the necklace worth one hundred and fifty million. Then, placing his arm around Gwendolyn, he added warmly, “Let's go!”

However, the tone of his voice when he spoke to Gwendolyn was strangely warm. It caused everyone to think that the man who lost his temper in front of Felicia just now was not the same man who spoke warmly to Gwendolyn.

The latter sounded so gentle, and his voice was so soothing.

Patrick led Gwendolyn to a place not too far away with his arm around her. Then, he pinched her slim waist with his slender fingers.

“Don't run around next time.”

Earlier, he lost her in the blink of an eye and had his bodyguards searching for her.

He kept looking for her on the dance floor, not expecting that she would go to the bar.

“Just stay where you are if you're ever lost again. Do you understand?” he continued.

Gwendolyn smiled as she recalled she had told Juliette the same thing numerous times, worrying that Juliette would be lost and couldn't find her.

Thus, she could feel Patrick's fear of losing her after listening to his words. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

She wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her face in his chest.

Taking in the faint scent of his, she squinted her eyes and smiled.

“Yes, I do.”

Initially, she intended to throw a tantrum at Patrick.

However, at that instant, all her anger had cooled off. The hug gave her a sense of security.

A hint of amusement flashed across Patrick's eyes as he caressed her back with his hands.

“Shall we dance?”

Hand in hand, they curtseyed to each other before going onto the dance floor.

It had been a long time since Gwendolyn danced. At first, she thought she would make mistakes. However, with a good dance partner like Patrick, it seemed like her worries were redundant.

Both of them became the center of attention on the dance floor. Kevin grinned with his hand wrapped around Estelle.

“Babe, shall we dance too?”

It's so sweet to see Pat and Gwen dancing together. I'm so envious.

Estelle nodded. “Of course. Why not? Bring it on!”

It was common to hear Estelle speak in such a way. That was the reason Kevin had his eyes on her. He found her special with her bad temper.

Estelle was the little princess in her family, where everyone pampered her. Therefore, she had a bad temper.

Kevin and Estelle got on the dance floor, and their dancing was good too. When they brushed past Gwendolyn and Patrick, Kevin said, “Pat, good dance.”

This guy never danced in front of others. Back then, he would only do it half-heartedly when he was forced to do so, unlike today. Today, he uses different moves and techniques.

Upon seeing Patrick's good moves, Kevin was eager to cheer for him, but Patrick shot him a look.

“You're good too.”

Estelle burst into laughter. “Hey, Mr. Lowen is cool. He doesn't care about these.”

Even Gwendolyn couldn't help chuckling especially when she saw the smile on Kevin's face gradually disappeared.

“Haha. Mr. Lowen, you're so naughty. Take a close look at the expression on Mr. Chavez's face. I guess what you said will make him step on his partner's feet.”

At that moment, Estelle let out a yelp. “Hey, you stepped on my feet. It's so painful!”

Kevin regained his senses after being momentarily stunned and pursed his lips.

“I'm so sorry, Babe! Do you want me to carry you upstairs to have a rest?”

His intention of carrying her upstairs was obvious, as he knew that there were lounges upstairs. Therefore, Estelle rejected him at once.

“No! You promised you won't touch me before I reach adulthood. I'm still below eighteen years old!”