Chapter 8

Marguerite’s eyes were wide and bright, filled with panic. “It’s just… just a piece of jewelry I’ve worn since I was a kid.” Frederick looked at the woman beneath him, obviously terrified. His anger was somehow mysteriously fading away.

Why?

He hated being used by women the most, and Marguerite coming to his bed in the middle of the night clearly had an ulterior motive.

But he just couldn’t unleash all his anger towards her,

It was like this in the afternoon, and it’s the same now.

Frederick felt helpless and could only sternly warn her, “Don’t take me for a fool. If you step out of line again, I’ll make you wish you were dead.”

The man was intimidating. His hawk–like eyes alone were enough to make her tremble uncontrollably.

Frederick looked at her, his gaze suddenly turning cold and stern. “Do you understand?”

“…Yeah.”

Marguerite was felling uneasy under his gaze. Frederick noticed this and wanted to let her go..

But just as he was about to let go of her, her faint voice came pleading, “Since you’re awake, can you… let me search a little longer? Frederick was speechless.

Did he not make himself clear, or was this woman just too cheeky?

urgent. “That necklace means a lot

face slightly changed, his grip

She knew she had said too much, but she had to find that necklace. She had no choice but to negotiate

her in silence. Marguerite bit her

I beg you…

by Marguerite’s soft voice, like

he recalled their one–night stand from the previous night. In the dark, Yuna had also pleaded with

he feel the

temperature made him realize something was

Marguerite, his gaze carrying a hint of

“You have one minute.”

walked to the balcony, and lit up a

at Marguerite,

pillows and the

of anxiety, was covered with freckles. Her eyebrows were a mess, her nose wide and thick, and she had pimples and acne scars. She

bright, as if they were finely

with her bright eyes, this

and walked into the room, his tall figure surrounding the frail Marguerite. “Your minute

cigar was very charming, but faced with his command to leave, all Marguerite

in Frederick’s room. So where

it

she was preparing to leave the room, she suddenly turned back and said, “Sir, if you find my necklace,

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