Billionaire Daddy, GO, GO, GO!

Chapter 47 Self-Help

Patricia put the lid on the toilet before stepping on it. She was barely able to reach the top of the plastic

wall when he stepped on the toilet. Looking at mops inserted outside the door and the bucket that was

randomly thrown aside, she frowned. Although her hand could reach the top, she couldn't turn it over

from the front.It must be fatal to fall from a point so high!

Patricia instantly focused on the cubicle bathroom beside her. The toilets in the company canteen were

like public restrooms and connected one by one. Only the one she was in was blocked by the mops, so

if she turned over this one, she would be able to open the door smoothly to the next one.

Patricia nodded, her arms pressed hard on the top, and her feet hardened, and the whole person

turned over and sat on the top. She couldn't help but stretch out her feet and hook the locking door

handle of the other room, holding the top part tightly with both hands, and her body gradually slipped

down.

Patricia slowly stepped down. When one of her feet had already stepped on the ground, and the other

on the doorknob gradually moved away and landed on the ground.

After opening the door, Patricia sighed lightly and took the mops placed on the door one by one and put Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

them aside, and then picked up the bucket that fell on the ground and put it aside.

She picked up the towel on the side to get wet, then quickly opened the door of her bathroom, wiped

the toilet that she had just stepped on, and wiped the handle of the other door that she had stepped on

before leaving.

Patricia quickly ran back to the company. But when she rushed back to the company, she was already

an hour late.

Looking at Patricia reappeared in the company, Lola and others were stunned, “How could she get out

so quickly? Could it be that someone had saved her?”

Patricia ruffled her already wet hair, and her face was full of coldness. Before she could go back to her

seat, a woman dressed in a professional suit stopped her.

"Patricia, do you know that you are an hour late?" The woman in front of Patricia was the team leader

who managed the design staff on this floor.

Patricia lowered her head but did not make any more explanation, "Sorry, leader, there was some

accident."

Looking at Patricia in front of her, the team leader couldn't help but cover her mouth and nose. She

took a few steps back with a disgusted face, "Okay, okay, I've registered your tardiness this time, I hope

such a thing won't happen again. Otherwise, I will report it to the president truthfully."

Patricia nodded, "Yes, leader, I got it."

The team leader casually waved her hand, and the dislike on her face was palpable, "Okay, okay, hurry

up and go, this smell is going to kill me!"As soon as the leader's voice fell, a lot of ridicule sounded

around instantly.

Patricia nodded slightly, then turned around and returned to her seat. Her face was full of coldness.

Then she quickly swept over everyone, who was sitting at the workplace whispering and laughing, and

she narrowed her eyes. Every single person in the office could be the one who did her harm today.

At this moment, Lola, who was sitting closest to Patricia, couldn't help but stretch out her hand to fan,

and her face was full of depression, "Well, there is a weird smell in the air. I can't work hard anymore.

Who can change my position with me?"

Hearing Lola's voice, the surrounding people laughed loudly.

"Come on! Lola, you should just give in!"

"That's right! Who made you unlucky enough to sit close to her?"

"We don't want to change with you. We can smell the strong sourness when we sit here. I can't stand

it!"

"That's right! Someone stinks. She comes here to pollute the air with that smell."

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The people in the office kept complaining, and all were pointing at Patricia.

But even so, Patricia still sat in the same place, did not even mean to leave, and there was no trace of

guilt on her face. This group of people caused her become like this, but now they disliked her and

wanted her to go out? How was it possible?

Seeing Patricia didn't move at all, those, who were talking, could not help being a little dumbfounded.

Was Patricia's this thick-skinned? They all said it so clearly, but why did she have the face to sit here?

Lola sneered coldly and then folded her arms around her chest, "Don't say it. Someone just doesn't

have the spirit of contribution. It's obviously that she is stinking, and she still has the face to sit here!"

Patricia slowly stopped her gaze on Lola's body, and her face was full of coldness that could pierce into

the bone marrow, "Why am I like this, I think some people know very well in their hearts, and they’d

better shut up! It was somebody who caused it in the first place, so why complain about it now?"

Lola was nervous by Patricia's stare, and she withdrew her eyes when her eyes and Patricia's eyes

met.

No matter what, Patricia was the Coleman family’s daughter. Since she was a child, she had the

temperament and aura of being a noble lady. Coupled with the things experienced in the Coleman

family, she was strong enough.

The previous chattering voices also instantly quieted down as they listened to Patricia's words.

Patricia picked up the rubber band on the tabletop and tied up her wet hair before hurriedly found her

drawing. Patricia, who couldn't find the drawing at the desk, suddenly became a little irritable.

If she re-designed new styles now, it would be too late. She couldn't help but raise her head and glance

at the clock on the wall, and now it was almost time to get off work.

Patricia heaved a long sigh. It seemed that this time, the Crawford Group's drawing competition had

nothing to do with her. She gently shook her head. Forget it! Truly skilled people didn't need to rush this

time, and there would always be another chance.

Patricia couldn't help but sigh when she looked at the phone that couldn't turn on. Fortunately, Miss

Erin would send Benjamin over, or else the phone was broken, and she didn't know how to contact her

son.

When it was time to get off work, Patricia didn't wait until everyone had left before leaving this time.

When it was off work, Patricia carried her bag and quickly left the company.

The downstairs of the company, two figures, one large and one small, were particularly conspicuous.

Benjamin looked back at Miss Erin, "Miss Erin, you go back first, my mommy will not come out so

early."

Miss Erin gently shook her head, "No, I have to see your mom come out before I can leave with

confidence."

As soon as the words fell, Miss Erin pointed her finger at the door of the company, "Benjamin, your

mom is coming out."

Benjamin looked back hopefully, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Patricia, who was soaked

all over, hurried towards him...