Chapter 560

Frederick cast a deep, lingering glance at Miley before he turned on his heel, a cold detachment sinking into his bones as he mercilessly pulled out a folder and began to review the documents within. His actions screamed his stance loud and clear.

He had already shown Marguerite kindness by treating her injury; had he not indulged her enough lately? He feared that if he chased after her, he would only lose more control.

And Marguerite would surely tick him off even more!

He would rather die than relive the tragedy of three years ago!

Miley, seeing Frederick’s heartless demeanor, felt helpless and worried for Marguerite. With no other choice, she hastily followed her out.

They drove to the cosmetics factory where Marguerite was surprised to find the swelling in her right ankle had subsided, and walking was less painful than before.

Miley/approached Marguerite with a chuckle, linking arms with her, “Wow, Mr. Winston’s got some skills. You can tell he’s a pro when he was massaging you. Felt good, didn’t it?”

manage to make

“Don’t make him sound like some kind of masseur! And please, no nonsense

stubborn!” but quickly switched gears, putting on her best social butterfly

Ms. Lockwood, and I’m her friend, Miley Goldie. We’re here to inspect the factory. If everything checks out, we’re ready to sign the contract and start

dark circles under his eyes. He eagerly made his way over to them

call me Zack. Mr.

a bit anxious as he led the way into the

protective gear as Zack explained, “Ms. Lockwood, here we have the finished product and raw materials area; the corner is where production

we’ve got a wheelchair from the pharmacy just now, would you like to sit and rest for

need. I’ve just twisted my

smiled awkwardly, remembering Mr. Winston’s call, which had left him under the impression that

Winston was testing

“Ms. Lockwood, rest assured, our factory staff are highly trained to ensure

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