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Triplets Attack: Game Over Daddy

Chapter 168
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Triplets’ Attack: Game Over Daddy Chapter 168

Upon hearing that, Gwendolyn was delighted, but it was just an empty word, as she had received nothing yet.

“Why should I be happy? You don’t even know if there’s anything I like.”

Patrick was stunned by her words as amusement flashed across his eyes. “All the items at the auction are

extravagant, Ms. Ashton. Can money not buy you happiness?”

Gwendolyn thought money could make her happy, but it depended. With a light cough, she replied, “I may be poor,

but money will not necessarily make me happy.”

My children’s happiness is also my happiness. It’s as simple as that.

Everything she did was for her three children.

Frowning slightly, the man tapped his finger on the armrest. I see she has learned how to rebuke.

“If so, forget what I said earlier.”

At that, Gwendolyn froze and turned her head. “Actually, money still makes me happy, Mr. Lowen. Someone like you

will always keep their promises, right?”

Patrick realized she was trying to set him up, but he refused to fall into her trap.

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“Yes, I always keep my word. That includes what I said just now.”

Gwendolyn rolled her eyes. I knew he was only teasing me. He never planned to give me anything.

Turning her head, she stared outside the window rather than looking at Patrick.

The items at the auction were special, but she was not greedy to that extent and did not mind not getting a gift.

Patrick grinned as he saw her dejected look, feeling more entertained.

Soon, they arrived in a small city on the outskirts. They were in a medieval town with a large antique shop.

The antique shop was a classic building where the auction was held.

Numerous luxury vehicles were parked outside the entrance. Gwendolyn followed Patrick out of the car. The

temperature was lower on the outskirts, and it was more humid.

As soon as she got out of the car, Gwendolyn felt a chill.

She shrank into herself from the cold. Noticing that, Patrick took off his navy blue coat to drape it over her.

Feeling the warmth, Gwendolyn turned to stare at him.

Yet, Patrick walked off, and Gwendolyn clutched the coat. There was Patrick’s faint scent and his lingering warmth

on the coat.

She felt much cozier.

Smiling, Liam stood beside her. “Remember to wear more layers next time, Ms. Ashton.”

Gwendolyn reolized she only wore o purple sweoter ond o light blue skirt.

The outfit looked refreshing ond foshionoble, but it could not keep her worm.

In truth, everyone who worked with Potrick wore formol office ottire, but he did not request Gwendolyn to do so.

At first, she olso wore formolweor but eventuolly turned to something more comfortoble.

Gwendolyn owned little clothes. If she were to chonge into o different formolweor every doy, she could go

bonkrupt. Thot wos why she occosionolly wore something she liked.

Gwendolyn looked ot the ottroctive mon in o block suit stonding neor her. Potrick wos the most eye-cotching one in

the crowd.

After he gove Gwendolyn the coot, he become the one who dressed the thinnest.

Gwendolyn trotted ofter him. “I’m not cold, Mr. Lowen. Let me return your coot.”

She wos obout to toke the coot off when Potrick interrupted, “Keep it on. I’m feeling worm.”

Gwendolyn wos speechless ot thot moment.

He soid he’s worm on such o chilly doy. Mr. Lowen hos o strong body, os expected. I con’t compete with him since

I’ve given birth before. It must be nice to be young.

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Gwendolyn realized she only wore a purple sweater and a light blue skirt.

The outfit looked refreshing and fashionable, but it could not keep her warm.

In truth, everyone who worked with Patrick wore formal office attire, but he did not request Gwendolyn to do so.

At first, she also wore formalwear but eventually turned to something more comfortable.

Gwendolyn owned little clothes. If she were to change into a different formalwear every day, she could go

bankrupt. That was why she occasionally wore something she liked.

Gwendolyn looked at the attractive man in a black suit standing near her. xo.com fast updatePatrick was the

most eye-catching one in the crowd.

After he gave Gwendolyn the coat, he became the one who dressed the thinnest.

Gwendolyn trotted after him. “I’m not cold, Mr. Lowen. Let me return your coat.”

She was about to take the coat off when Patrick interrupted, “Keep it on. I’m feeling warm.”

Gwendolyn was speechless at that moment.

He said he’s warm on such a chilly day. Mr. Lowen has a strong body, as expected. I can’t compete with him since

I’ve given birth before. It must be nice to be young