Chapter 542

Meanwhile, in Yuna’s office.

She slumped on the couch, utterly inebriated, her spirits dead, yet she kept pouring red wine into her mouth without a pause.

Her eyes were bloodshot with envy, and she clenched her teeth in hatred!

She couldn’t understand why, even though she was now a Fitzgerald heiress-a status that surely matched Frederick’s-his gaze still perpetually followed that wretch, Marguerite!

Why would he rather slap his own face, endure public humiliation, just to openly assist Marguerite!

He was supposed to hate Marguerite! He hated her, right?

And the worst part was Robert! As her own brother, how could he not stand up for her?!

everyone seem to side

satisfy her thirst, so she grabbed

He looked around at the chaotic scene, then at Yuna, reeking of alcohol on the couch,

happened here?” Hackett stepped forward, towering over his

“Dad! Dad! You’re finally here! They’re all bullying me! Marguerite is bullying me, Freddie too! Even my only brother is in cahoots with them! Dad! I know you don’t like me, I know you want to claim Marguerite

do, will they start to like me a little? I’ll do it! I’ll call Marguerite back right

out Hackett’s temper. Just a bit of coquettish pleading and playing the victim would surely soften him up! The old man’s only weakness was being a doting father to his daughter!

now that she was finally home, he would indeed

Marguerite, Marguerite! That damned woman was

couch again, rebuking her, “Who told you we want

a moved expression, symbolically shedding a few tears.

love me! I don’t

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