Chapter 50

“Is that really you?” Frederick asked in disbelief, “You’ve changed so much?”

Marguerite shrugged it off. “So, are you saying I’m ugly now? All kids look pretty much the same, and mind you, I was only a few days old then.”

Frederick’s eyes were glued to the photo. It was of a lively old lady holding a baby in swaddling clothes, both beaming brightly.

Snow was falling around them, but the old lady’s clothes were thin and shabby. It was a heart-wrenching sight.

No wonder Marguerite was taken in by the Lockwood family. The old lady seemed not to have the means to raise a child.

Did her parents abandon her right after she was born?

Frederick wanted to ask Marguerite about her parents and consider if he should help her find them, but he decided against it.

Marguerite never mentioned her parents or grandma, probably because it hurt too much.

He didn’t want to reopen her wounds.

At this point, she was very much like him.

Even though he now successfully controlled the entire Winston Group, his childhood experience of being driven out of the family by his father was still a painful

scar.

about it and didn’t want to

he felt a mysterious connection with Marguerite. Their

again looked carefully at the photo, then hesitantly handed it back

he had a

he had seen the old lady somewhere before.

grandma seems

to his desk,

didn’t think much of Frederick’s words. She shrugged, looking at the photo. “True

world.”

necklace with a floral pattern, but it had mysteriously disappeared, and

you remember if I lost a necklace

was busy scanning through some documents and didn’t look at her. “Are you sure you lost it in

her lip, her gaze shifting

She wasn’t sure.

necklace,

glanced at her briefly, then bluntly said, “If you lost it,

he think everything could

at a loss for words: “I can’t afford

Marguerite had only been with the company for half a month and hadn’t received a

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