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Liam smiled a little. “I'm too busy, and girls don't like someone like me that way.”
It's the truth. Girls nowadays want their boyfriends to be at their beck and call.
As for him, he had to answer Patrick's beck and call, which left him with no time for girlfriends.
His last girlfriend broke up with him because he was not there for her when she was sick. With that
thought, Liam gulped down a mouthful of wine.
Patrick raised his eyebrows. “Hmm, I'll be sure to give you more free time when you get a girlfriend in
the future.”
Liam jumped at Patrick's words. “Mr. Lowen, don't fire me, please! I will work with all my heart.
Girlfriends aren't important.”
Patrick took a bite of food. “I wasn't going to fire you. You need to take care of your own issues, too.”
Liam suddenly felt as if his boss had changed. Somehow, he had some empathy now.
Meanwhile, Gwendolyn had reached home, and she opened the gate to her yard.
Stepping in, she saw two guards standing at the living room's entrance. Juliette ran over as soon as
she saw her.
She whispered, “Mommy, those two people keep standing there like wooden pillars.”
Her big eyes occasionally flitted over to the guards, who indeed looked like two wooden pillars.
Anyway, Gwendolyn knew who those people were.
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She brought her yarn into the living room. That night she had to sort out balls of yarn, then knit a
sweater for Patrick.
The guards finally moved and spoke when she entered the room. “Ms. Gwendolyn!”
Gwendolyn looked over. “Grandpa sent you, didn't he?”
One of them answered, “Ms. Gwendolyn, Old Mr. Ashton told us to bring you, Julian, Justin, and
Juliette to the Ashton residence.”
Gwendolyn furrowed her brows. “Grandpa wants to meet them?”
Remembering the fuss her grandpa made at the time of her pregnancy, she was hesitant to go.
Although she did agree to bring her children to see him some time ago, it was only an empty promise.
To actually do it still made her worry.
She didn't want pointing fingers and mocking gazes aimed at her sweethearts. To her, these children
were her sweethearts—the best present she received in life.
“Yes, Ms. Gwendolyn.”
Gwendolyn looked at her three children. Her two sons were in the living room, unaffected. They were
preoccupied with their laptops, fiddling with something she didn't understand.
She wouldn't get it even if she tried, but they had told her before that what they were doing, which was
coding, could bring in money.
If they enjoyed it, then she would support them.
Placing the yarn down, she looked at her children.
“Sweethearts, we're going to meet your great-grandpa later. Would you guys like that?”
No relatives were in her life so far, and the children might not even know what a great-grandpa was.
Nonetheless, her grondpo wos the one who osked for o meeting this time, ond she could not refuse.
Her grondpo wos once the person who treoted her the best in this world, ofter oll.
Juliette nodded fervently. “Yes! Yes!”
Young Juliette didn't understond whot o greot-grondpo wos. But she liked crowds, ond she liked
sociolizing with people.
Julion ond Justin looked ot her ond soid in unison, “We'll let you decide!”
As long os she wonted them to go, they would definitely comply.
Gwendolyn thought obout it for o moment. It wos going to hoppen sooner or loter, so I might os well get
it done todoy!
“You con woit for us outside. We'll be out os soon os we get chonged,” soid Gwendolyn to the guords.
Together, the guords onswered, “Yes, miss!”
Juliette turned to her mother ofter she sow the guords leove. “Mommy, why did they coll you thot?”
The two sons hod expected it. Their mother hod elegonce, ond they ossumed thot she wos probobly
from o good fomily.
Even though she never brought it up, they could sense thot her life in the post wos likely very lovish.
Gwendolyn smiled. “I wos the eldest in my fomily, so they politely oddressed me thot woy.”
She gently stroked Juliette's foce. “Sweetheort, behove yourself when you oll meet Greot-grondpo, ond
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Nonetheless, her grandpa was the one who asked for a meeting this time, and she could not refuse.
Her grandpa was once the person who treated her the best in this world, after all.
Juliette nodded fervently. “Yes! Yes!”
Young Juliette didn't understand what a great-grandpa was. But she liked crowds, and she liked
socializing with people.
Julian and Justin looked at her and said in unison, “We'll let you decide!”
As long as she wanted them to go, they would definitely comply.
Gwendolyn thought about it for a moment. It was going to happen sooner or later, so I might as well get
it done today!
“You can wait for us outside. We'll be out as soon as we get changed,” said Gwendolyn to the guards.
Together, the guards answered, “Yes, miss!”
Juliette turned to her mother after she saw the guards leave. “Mommy, why did they call you that?”
The two sons had expected it. Their mother had elegance, and they assumed that she was probably
from a good family.
Even though she never brought it up, they could sense that her life in the past was likely very lavish.
Gwendolyn smiled. “I was the eldest in my family, so they politely addressed me that way.”
She gently stroked Juliette's face. “Sweetheart, behave yourself when you all meet Great-grandpa, and
pay attention to what you say.”
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