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.

talked about it and didn’t want to

Their similar experiences evoked deep

carefully at the photo, then hesitantly handed

had a more peculiar

impression that he had

grandma seems very

to his desk, sitting across from

the photo. “True beauty comes from within. My granny was the best

world.”

sapphire necklace with a floral pattern, but it had mysteriously disappeared, and she hadn’t found it

at Frederick, tentatively asking, “Do you remember if I lost a necklace in your room? Have you seen

at her. “Are you sure you

lip, her gaze shifting on

She wasn’t sure.

she lost the necklace, she

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

said it so casually. Did he think

a loss for

the company for half a month and hadn’t received a full

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