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.

slightly changed, his grip

knew she had said too much, but she had to find that necklace. She

her in silence. Marguerite bit her lip and pleaded weakly, “I beg

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

the same way with

rise in body temperature made him realize

Marguerite, his gaze

“You have one minute.”

the balcony, and lit up a

he sneakily looked at Marguerite, she was

and the covers, but

Her eyebrows were a mess, her nose wide and thick, and she had pimples and acne

were round and bright, as

bright eyes, this woman didn’t

room, his tall figure surrounding

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

didn’t find her necklace in Frederick’s room. So where was the

it suddenly

back and said,

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