Chapter 563

Zack stood there, dumbstruck, as Miley cheerfully looped her arm through Marguerite’s, ushering her towards the exit, “Zack, Marguerite and I are off to grab a bite in the cafeteria. Better get cracking on your work, or else when Mr. Winston shows up, you’ll be in a pickle!”

The pair quickly made their way to the factory’s dining hall. Marguerite, with a sigh of exasperation, tapped Miley on the forehead and scolded her, “I told you before we came not to run your mouth! Look at Zack, poor guy’s tongue-tied now because of you.”

Miley shrugged it off, “What do you know? I’m doing you a favor! Zack’s got that sad puppy look, but with his decade-plus on the job, he’s a sly old fox, trust me!

He sees you’re easy to talk to, has things he wouldn’t dare say to Mr. Winston himself, and wants you to be his mouthpiece. Then bam, Mr. Winston would end up taking it out on you!

Besides, I wasn’t talking nonsense. You really are Mr. Winston’s ex-wife.

And you know what? That’s quite the card to play. Did you see how Zack’s jaw hit the floor? Bet he’s kicking himself for badmouthing Mr. Winston with you!”

Miley spoke, she stuffed her face with food, bursting into laughter in

“You’re reading too much into it. Zack doesn’t seem like the type you’re making him out to

with that innocent look, but who knew she’d be nastier than a wicked witch! Bad

rant almost made Marguerite snort with laughter. But before she could reply, Zack appeared, arms laden

your stature, not recognizing you as Mr. Winston’s wife. I heard you’ve had

of it. Frederick and I are divorced, I’m

hands dismissively, his tone slipping into smooth-talking charm, “Divorced or not, everyone can see that Mr. Winston is head over

true-Zack was indeed not what

and now he was

the toys graciously,

in to cut through the awkwardness, speaking

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