Chapter 515

Manley’s sobs burst forth in a torrent, his small shoulders shaking uncontrollably as he repeatedly wiped his tears with the sleeve

of his shirt.

Teresa stood by, her cheeks puffed with irritation. “Hmph! Considering how you fuss over Hayes, I thought you might turn over a new leaf, but then you go and call my mom the villain! You’re the villain! You and your mom are the real villains!”

Manley’s voice escalated into a full-blown tantrum, flailing as though he might throw himself on the floor in protest. “My mom is not the villain! Your mom is the villain! She is!”

His voice was loud and shrill, cutting through the air until Frederick furrowed his brow and couldn’t help but bark out in anger, “Manley Winston!”

Manley was instantly silenced, and he looked up, eyes wide in shock.

Frederick’s anger was terrifying, but Manley didn’t think he said anything untrue.

Wasn’t it okay to speak the truth?

Marguerite could see Frederick’s chest rising and falling with barely contained fury, and she didn’t need to guess how angry he

was.

Marguerite had long heard of Manley’s arrogance.

had little to do with Manley and rarely

the rumors didn’t do justice to his outbursts.

soft but with a polite distance. “May I have a word with him?” Frederick’s eyes were stormy with anger, and he remained silent,

what this meddlesome woman

crouched beside

in? Had she heard everything he just said? He was

such a meanie, surely she wouldn’t cut him any

at Marguerite, his earlier defiance vanishing, replaced by a hint of

do you think I’m a

eyes widened, and he

you tell me why you think

was at

cross with him, but

going on?

Marguerite was fierce! Stay

Marguerite, stammering and unable to articulate a reason.

remained patient, moving a bit closer to him. “Manley, why

seemed to catch

see things,” he

world, and most importantly, to discern right from wrong. Sounds deceive, but if you see

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