Perfect CEO

Chapter 688 A Changed Man

Kevin raised his glass and took a sip, a gleam of excitement shining in his eyes. Indeed, these top- quality wines tasted so pure.

He then furrowed his brow slightly. “Didn't you think that the woman was Gwendolyn? The ages of her three kids seem to match. It's just a pity that they're not your children. Otherwise, your grandparents would be overjoyed to suddenly have three great-grandchildren in one go.”

Patrick had once entertained the thought. If those three children were really his, he would be able to appease his grandfather.

However, the truth turned out to be disappointing – they weren't his biological children.

At that point, Patrick asked, “Did you personally conduct the paternity test?”

Kevin was enjoying the wine. When he heard that, he paused and said solemnly, “Don't you trust me? Of course, I did it personally. There couldn't have been any mistakes.”

Patrick had harbored doubts about whether Kevin did it personally. Perhaps, there might have been a mistake during the process. However, it now seemed that his speculation was unfounded.

The paternity test was accurate, which meant Juliette wasn't his daughter.

Patrick tossed his head back and drank all the wine. “Take your time with the wine. I'm tired.”

He walked toward the door, leaving Kevin standing there. Kevin had thought that Patrick invited him for drinks because he was in a good mood, but it seemed Patrick just wanted to ask about the paternityContent © NôvelDrama.Org.

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It looks like Pat has not given up on Gwendolyn yet.

Wait, something's not right! Hasn't he lost his memories? He shouldn't have any recollection of Gwendolyn and everything related to her, so how could he still remember this? Could it be that he hasn't lost his memory after all?

Quickly finishing his glass of wine, Kevin decided to take the opened bottle back to savor.

Then, he caught up with Patrick. “Pat, you didn't lose your memory! You scared me!”

However, Patrick remained silent. He pushed open the door to his bedroom and closed it with a slam.

Standing at the door, Kevin sensed that Patrick was in a bad mood that night.

What on earth happened? I must find out.

When Gwendolyn woke up the next day, she had a terrible headache.

As she sat up, she found herself in a familiar room. However, she couldn't recall anything from the previous night.

Slapping her forehead, she chided herself, “Gwendolyn, you know drinking too much will leave you feeling terrible. Why did you drink so much last night?”

Despite feeling uneasy, she dragged herself into the bathroom and took a refreshing shower. After

putting on some subtle makeup, she looked much more energetic.

She headed downstairs after changing her clothes.

Camille had been waiting for her. Otherwise, she would have gone out to buy groceries by this time.

“You're awake, Gwen.”

Gwendolyn nodded slightly. “Camille, was it Luce who brought me back last night?”

The mention of Lucy suddenly triggered her memory of last night's dinner with Patrick and the rest. She had become upset when she saw Patrick acting affectionately toward Jocelyn, which prompted her to drink so heavily.

Camille shook her head. “It was Mr. Surrington who brought you back. He seemed a bit displeased. But, Gwendolyn, there's something I need to talk to you about.”

She guided Gwendolyn into the dining room. Suzanne was still asleep, probably so exhausted from the previous night that she still hadn't woken up. Camille knew this because when she had snuck a peek last night, she saw Zayden sleeping in Suzanne's room.

“What's the matter?”

When Gwendolyn sat down, Camille served her breakfast.

“Gwen, haven't you noticed that Zayden has been acting strangely lately?”

Gwendolyn had just taken a sip of coffee. When she heard that, she glanced at Camille. A solemn glint flashed across her eyes.

Did Camille notice it too? She also thought that Zayden had turned into a completely different person from his past self. Such a transformation was extremely strange.

In fact, she thought that Zayden was now a different person—the only similarity to his past self was his appearance.

“What do you mean?”

Camille whispered, “Zayden and Suzanne are getting really close. He even slept in Suzanne's room last night! There's something fishy going on between them.”