Chapter 97

As the sun dipped below the horizon, the evening sky was painted with a palette of red hues.

Marguerite just back to the mansion in time for dinner. Frederick was seated at the head of the table and Laverne was engrossed in her new phone.

Marguerite’s gaze happened to meet his. Some unspeakable traits on his face made him so dignified.

Feeling uneasy about their spat the previous night, Marguerite was not in the mood for chit–chat.

She quietly headed for the dining room and sat next to Laverne, whispering, “Granny, it’s dinner time. Phone can wait.”

With that, she served Laverne some chicken soup.

Laverne was squinting at and wrestling with her phone screen.

Suddenly, she slammed her phone on the table, crossed her arms and looked visibly pissed off, seemingly at herself.

“Damn it!”

She jerked

on the phone is too small.

chuckled, “Hold your horses, Granny. I’ll fix

picked up the phone, opened the settings

uneasy not

phone in Marguerite’s hand and attempted to kick start a conversation, “Did you get

“Hell no, it’s not from Marguerite. It’s a

Frederick asked

Frederick and

visibly affectionate as she

Steven! He’s quite a looker and drives a fancy car! The doors

awkwardly

limo brands and didn’t know how to respond

the man at the head of the table was visibly

McLaren?

he remembered correctly, the limo that dropped Marguerite home the other night

guy dropped her off one night and gave her a phone the

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