Chapter 77

“Frederick, can I have a word?” Yuna Lockwood cautiously stepped forward, reaching out to lightly grasp the sleeve of Frederick Winston’s suit.

The look on Frederick’s face immediately darkened, and he coldly shook off her hand.

Marguerite Lockwood had just had an altercation with Yuna, and her anger was still simmering.

She knew that despite Frederick’s recent aid, it didn’t mean that their relationship would change substantially.

Frederick had never acknowledged her as his wife, and in three months, he would divorce her and marry Yuna.

This was an unchangeable fact.

Marguerite knew her predicament. Now that Yuna had came to him, the dispute between her and Frederick was their business.

She had no obligation to intervene.

Lifting her head, Marguerite found an excuse to leave. “The patent for Polar Radiance perfume needs to be resubmitted today, I need to check on it at the company. If there’s nothing else, I’ll be on my way. You two can continue your chat.”

Frederick’s face immediately darkened, but before he could say anything, Marguerite had already turned to leave.

Seeing this, Yuna hastily clung to Frederick’s arm, pleading in a low voice:

“Frederick, please, just hear me out. I’ll leave as soon as I’ve said my piece, I swear…”

The crowd around them was growing.

Frederick had no choice but to lead her to

Yuna quickly hopped into the

there’s anything you wanna say, just

could I have ended up working

what they seemed yesterday. That perfume was

to be a deep green. Marguerite’s light green perfume was

the judges, and now everyone online

you’re all I have left. Can you trust me just this

Yuna’s cheeks, and her breath hitched with the intensity

the crying woman in front of him, Frederick

of the perfume is

made a point to

only

matter what Yuna said, to Frederick, it all sounded like

justify herself, Frederick’s disgust only

produce the scent of the Polar Radiance perfume, then whose scent was it

Yuna, he suddenly asked, “Tell me, has Marguerite’s appearance

aback, her body going limp with

up, revealing

he asking her this all of a

that she forgot to shed tears. She

don’t remember what Marguerite looked like when we were kids, I only remember that the first time I saw her as an adult, she looked the way she does

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