Chapter 174 Daphne Is Nothing

Patricia ended the call and freshened herself before knocking on the door of the room beside hers. It wasn't locked, so she could enter with a slight push. She walked in and saw William on the couch with a bottle of whiskey on the table. Raising an eyebrow, she asked, "You asked me here to drink with you? I even put on some makeup and sprayed some perfume. Look at my sexy little dress! I thought you wanted to have a romantic date." William looked up and saw her messy hair and bare face. He didn't even want to spare another glance at the thick jacket wrapping around her body. Without saying a word, he took another sip of whiskey. Patricia's relationship with him was complicated. She sat on another couch, crossing her legs. Propping her chin up with her hands, she looked at William. "You're in a bad mood. Why? Did Ms. Hoven upset you? When I went down to eat, I saw you two chatting by the piano." William looked at her emotionlessly. "It shouldn't be her, then," Patricia surmis