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?”

an unprecedented awkwardness. As Teresa was about to speak again, Marguerite quickly covered her mouth, whispering,

arm towards

Jocelyn… come, let me have a good

noticeably as she checked

her full height, Jocelyn turned around, her gaze calm and gentle, and

crouched down in front of Powell’s wheelchair, her delicate

hand, his lips trembling as tears falling

left without a word… Did you know how heartbroken

helping Frederick.

Powell. However, she was no

confidence.

chose to leave Stonebridge City with Frederick, she no longer

much Frederick had flourished over

mused on this, her

gaze remained fixed on Jocelyn and Powell, his

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