Chapter 421

Marguerite’s heart raced. Lifting her gaze abruptly, sure enough, she saw Frederick at the door, leading Hayes by the hand.

Frederick stood tall and imposing, exuding a potent aura of capability even in silence.

Jocelyn was checking their luggage, while Yuna, holding Manley’s hand, was looking at her in disbelief.

It took Marguerite at least half a minute to snap out of her stupor, her eyes instinctively seeking Maurice’s. Judging by his expression, he seemed oblivious to Frederick’s return.

Suddenly, Marguerite felt a premonition of bloodshed and turmoil looming ominously ahead.

Hayes had also noticed Marguerite. He broke free from Frederick’s grip, running towards Marguerite. Looking up at her with his round eyes, he radiated sincerity and anticipation.

Teresa watched the unexpected arrivals, her mind filled with questions. Grabbing Hayes’ hand, she couldn’t help but ask, “Little mute, why are you here?”

Hayes reluctantly tore his gaze away from Marguerite and earnestly answered Teresa, “Daddy said… Grandpa… is sick.”

Grandpa? Teresa’s beautiful eyes widened in shock, her mouth dropping open, “What? My grandpa, is he your grandpa too?”

Marguerite quickly covered her

Powell, seated in a wheelchair, extended a shaky arm

let me have a

as she

Jocelyn turned around, her gaze calm and gentle, and walked

down in front of Powell’s wheelchair, her delicate hand resting gently on his

his lips trembling as tears falling down.

know

helping Frederick. I

for Powell. However, she was no longer the docile woman she once was, and now held

confidence.

the moment Jocelyn chose to leave Stonebridge City with Frederick, she no longer needed the support

Frederick had

this, her gaze

Frederick’s gaze remained fixed on Jocelyn

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