Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 438

Gwendolyn clearly sensed the changes in emotions in the woman's eyes. The latter was first shocked. Subsequently, the astonishment evolved into elation, then into calmness.

Gwendolyn had a feeling the woman knew her.

However, even after racking her brain, she still couldn't think of anyone she was acquainted with that was from Willowbank. She had never visited that place either.

Tiffany pointed at the woman and said, “Gwen, this is my good friend, Sophia Sanders.”

Gwendolyn nodded. “Hello, Mdm. Sanders.”

That form of address was strange, but Gwendolyn thought it would be inappropriate to address Sophia as Ms. Sanders right away without knowing her marital status.

Sophia smiled. “I'm not married, so you can call me Ms. Sanders.”

Gwendolyn was momentarily stunned. She was under the assumption Sophia married an affluent man. To her surprise, Sophia was actually an independent woman.

She's indeed a formidable person. Gwendolyn beamed with her dimples showing. “Ms. Sanders.”

Taking in that cheery countenance, Sophia was reminded of her younger self. I was a sweet little girl back then too.

Tears brimmed in her eyes, so she turned around to avoid letting others notice her soft side. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

“This way, please.” She strode up the stairs as she spoke.

Looking at Sophia's gorgeous and alluring figure from behind, Gwendolyn thought she would've likely mistaken Sophia for a girl in her twenties if it weren't because she was Tiffany's friend. She maintains

her physique so well. How great would it be if I could also preserve my body shape like her when I'm in my forties and fifties?

The party was led into the dining room after entering the castle.

The dining room also had a retro design, which suited and upheld the fourteenth to fifteenth-century style.

The wall was decorated with tall, white wooden boards, and antique paintings in black frames adorned the green wallpaper in the room.

The long and massive dining table was covered with a green tablecloth with a flower petal design.

The green pottery placed on the tabletop added a simplistic and tasteful vibe to the place.

The food on the table was served on gold-rimmed plates. Gwendolyn had broken Patrick's plates before, so she knew how expensive the crockery was.

She checked the price afterward and realized Patrick's crockery set was worth at least a few hundred thousand. The amount he requested from her as compensation was already discounted.

They had a plentiful meal for dinner, but everyone mainly ate in silence. Only the clinking sound of utensils rang in the quiet environment.

After dinner, Linette and Gwendolyn expressed their wish to explore the castle and left the living room.

Sitting in the living room, Sophia stared intently in the direction of the staircase with a hint of yearning apparent in her eyes.

Tiffany smiled. “Sophia, she's your daughter. She looks just like you.”

Tiffany brought Gwendolyn there to reunite the mother and daughter.

Sophia averted her gaze. The tenderness in her eyes gradually dissipated and was replaced by a grim look.

“How has she been?”

Tiffany shook her head. “Sophia, she's not Zachary's daughter, so do you think he would've treated her well? If Old Mr. Ashton hadn't protected her, she wouldn't have grown up safely and healthily. Unfortunately, she was still set up by Candace in the end and gave birth to three children out of wedlock. Gwen was chased out of the Ashton family and lived a tough life with her three kids.”

Hearing that, Sophia clenched her fists. “Zachary, that b*stard.”

Tiffany couldn't stop herself from asking, “Sophia, what exactly happened in the past? Who is Gwen's biological father? Why are you reluctant to come clean?”

Back then, Sophia was pregnant when she married into the Ashton family and was only Zachary's wife on paper. In the end, in a pathetic state, she left the family and left Gwen at the Ashton residence. I know Sophia wouldn't just abandon her child if she weren't caught up in an utterly desperate situation.

Sophia got to her feet. “Make yourself at home. I need to go and take my medicine.”

She lifted her arm to clutch at her chest. She had a heart condition, but the cause of the illness couldn't be identified. Whenever she thought of the events that occurred at Avenport, her heart would ache. Only by taking medicine could she stop that agony.

Watching Sophia head upstairs, Tiffany muttered, “What happened in the past? Who is Sophia trying to protect?”