Perfect CEO
Chapter 57

Chapter 57

Gwendolyn shrieked, “Are your friends' ghosts, Patrick?”

Patrick was waiting for her to open the door when he suddenly heard her scream. He turned aroundand glanced at her.

“Only your friends are ghosts,” he retorted.

Gwendolyn's legs became weak. She pointed at the back seat while trembling.

“B-But, they're gone. There's no one outside either,” she stammered.

Patrick looked to where she was pointing and outside. Indeed, the duo had disappeared.

He tried to push open the door, but she was standing in the way.

“Open the door,” he ordered.

With shaky hands, Gwendolyn did as told. “Are they really human?” she asked in a trembling voice.

She had never experienced anything like this before. They were clearly in the car just a split secondago. How did they suddenly vanish into thin air? If they're not ghosts, then what are they? Monsters?

Patrick got out of the car and glanced at the interior. He then rounded the vehicle to make sure thatthose two rascals were not hiding around somewhere.

With slightly furrowed brows, he inspected the spot where the backseat door led. Right as he was

about to turn around, he felt something amiss.

Although it was not well-lit here, there was no way it would be completely dark.

Patrick took out his phone and turned on the flashlight, discovering a manhole without its cover.

Noticing that too, Gwendolyn asked, “What's going on? This is so dangerous.”

The man's lips pulled into a cold smile. This woman picked the perfect spot to park the car.

“Gwendolyn, move the car forward a little,” he instructed.

Upon hearing that, she quickly got into the vehicle and moved it. When she got out of the car again,she saw Lucas climbing out of the manhole.

However, as he was soaked in sewage water from head to toe, he smelled incredibly bad.

Gwendolyn had only taken a step closer when she instantly gagged.

The smell was too intense, and she could not control herself from dry retching.

Lucas shook the sweat off his head and smiled sheepishly.

“Wow, Pat. Your girlfriend sure knows the best place to stop the car. It stinks to the core down there. It'sprobably filled with poop. Kev has already passed out from the smell,” he said.

Kevin was a doctor who had severe germaphobia. It would be weird if he did not faint after dropping

into a pile of poop.

Patrick had asked for a rope from the gatekeeper. Some security guards came over to help as well.They slid down the rope and tied the end of it to Kevin before slowly pulling him up.

When Kevin was laid flat on the road, Gwendolyn saw that his face was filled with excrements.

Her eyes widened in shock. Thank God it wasn't me who dropped into it.

If she were the one who ended up falling into the manhole, she would have likely fainted as well.

Gwendolyn hid behind Patrick. “Is he all right, Patrick? It wasn't intentional, I promise,” she pleadedwhile shaking her head, her expression mortified.

It was likely her first time experiencing something like this. She had always been timid, so it was naturalfor her to be scared.

Patrick pulled her into his embrace and gently patted her back.

“Don't worry. He'll wake up soon. I'll get someone to send you home.”

At this moment, Patrick's driver came out of the mansion. With an arm around Gwendolyn's shoulder,Patrick escorted her into the car.

“Go home. There's no need to worry about them. They're as fit as a bull. Nothing will happen to them,”he comforted her.

Gwendolyn was too frightened to drive anymore.

Whatever she had experienced tonight had induced enough fear to last her for years. She vowed todouble-check the area before allowing her kids to get out of the car in the future.

If the three of them ever fell into a manhole, they would definitely drown. It would be hard to replace theirbodies then.

Meanwhile, Patrick bent down to examine Kevin's nostrils. There was no poop stuck in there, whichmeant the man wouldn't suffocate.

All of a sudden, Kevin sprung up with wide eyes. “Pat, being your third wheel nearly cost my life!” heexclaimed.