Chapter 557

Marguerite’s body tensed, a flicker of shock passing through her wide, watery eyes. But it was quickly replaced by a sharp stab of pain.

Frederick had set up a date to marry Yuna? He was actually doing it?

And to add salt to the wound, he planned to tie the knot on the same day as her?

Marguerite wasn’t sure if she should believe Maurice, but one thing was certain: his timing in delivering this news was a calculated move to even the score between them.

She held her ground, turning to face him, her crimson lips curling into a mocking smile.

“Well, isn’t that just peachy? A double celebration.”

Maurice’s face fell, a gloom enveloping him as he fought to mask his emotions.

Marguerite, on the other hand, spun on her heel and hobbled into a taxi, heading straight for Poppy Petal Fragrances.

Leaning back in the seat, she gazed out the window, lost in thought.

of Maurice’s car earlier, she’d twisted her ankle. The piercing pain was a mere distraction

was a pain Marguerite had

later, she limped into the director’s office at Poppy Petal Fragrances.

the middle of a conversation with Frederick. Her expressions were as animated as ever, while Frederick raised an eyebrow, seemingly skeptical of

face contorted into an exaggerated concern. “Marguerite! What happened to you? Why are

respond, Miley was at her side, fussing over

a twinge of annoyance mixed

being dramatic,”

close, whispering conspiratorially, “Because you will never say it yourself! I have to be

Marguerite had to admit that Miley

Marguerite to her chair and unexpectedly knelt to remove her snow boots, her hands fluttering with

Marguerite’s ankle

Marguerite glanced down and indeed saw a bulge

didn’t even notice,”

gaze followed, and with a hint of urgency,

a mix of concern and accusation, but it

“I fell.”

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