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?!

seem to

her thirst, so she grabbed the bottle and began to

was at this moment Hackett walked in. He looked around at the chaotic scene, then at Yuna, reeking of alcohol

Earth happened here?” Hackett stepped forward, towering over his daughter.

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

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

door. Though she was drunk, her mind was crystal clear! She had long figured 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

now that she was finally home, he would indeed do

at Yuna’s plea, Hackett was infuriated! Marguerite, Marguerite! That damned woman was upsetting his daughter again!

rebuking her, “Who told you we want to claim Marguerite as our daughter?

a moved expression, symbolically shedding a few

you and mom love me! I don’t ask for

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