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?

tone urgent. “That necklace

slightly changed, his grip on her

she had to find that

Marguerite bit her lip and pleaded weakly,

I beg you…

Marguerite’s soft voice, like a

their one–night stand from the previous night. In the dark, Yuna had also pleaded with him in such a

could he feel the

made him realize something was off with his

Marguerite, his gaze carrying a

“You have one minute.”

walked to the balcony, and lit up a

sneakily looked at Marguerite,

the pillows and the covers,

full of anxiety, was covered with freckles. Her eyebrows were a mess, her nose wide and thick, and

her eyes were round and bright, as

realized, with her bright eyes, this woman

got up and walked into the room, his tall figure surrounding the frail Marguerite. “Your minute is up. Get out

man holding the cigar was very charming, but faced with his command to

her necklace in Frederick’s room. So where was

could it

as she was preparing to leave the room, she suddenly turned back and said, “Sir,

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