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?!

to side

in indignation, the wine glass’s capacity could no longer satisfy her thirst, so she

moment Hackett walked in. He looked around at the chaotic scene, then at Yuna, reeking of alcohol on the couch, and he felt

happened here?” Hackett stepped

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

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

drunk, her mind was crystal clear! She had long figured out Hackett’s temper. Just a bit of coquettish pleading and

all the effort spent searching for his daughter, now that she was finally home, he would indeed do everything in his power to satisfy her!

plea, Hackett was infuriated! Marguerite, Marguerite! That damned woman was upsetting

her, “Who told you we want to claim Marguerite as our daughter? I only have one

a moved expression, symbolically shedding a few

you and mom love me! I don’t ask for much, I have no

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