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 with

thirst, so she grabbed the bottle

He looked around at the chaotic scene, then at Yuna,

on Earth happened here?” Hackett stepped forward,

from the couch in a drunken daze, latched onto Hackett’s neck, and began to wail, “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 as

I do, will they start to like me a

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

finally home, he would

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

made her sit on the couch again, rebuking her, “Who told you we want to claim Marguerite as our daughter? I only have one daughter,

feigned a moved expression, symbolically

mom love me! I don’t ask for much,

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