Chapter 38 

Christopher was taken aback. Shortly after, he turned his head away and pursed his lips. “Don‘t you know how to light a cigarette?” 

When Margaret finally fathomed his meaning, she placed the cigarette between her lips amateurishly. Before she could light it up, Christopher had snatched away the cigarette, holding it between his fingers. “That‘s enough. I‘m not free tomorrow. Ask Casper to keep you company.” 

Perplexed, she uttered, “Casper? Are you talking about my current boss?” 

Christopher remained silent. A silent agreement. Knowing that it was a hard–earned opportunity, Margaret dared not to utter any more unnecessary things. “T–Then, I‘ll head to bed.” 

Still, Christopher remained silent. He stood up and went to the study. Only then did he light the cigarette between his fingers as he took out a picture from the bookshelf. It was a picture of him when he was eighteen years old, displaying a somber demeanor, which was inapt for anyone at that age. He was holding Margaret‘s tiny, frail hands, and she was only eight years old at that time. Even now, she was still weak and delicate. 

The picture was taken by the media back when he brought little Margaret back to the Lewis residence. Albeit old, the picture was still in good condition. 

stood still for a while, pondering. Only then did he proceed to

day, Margaret went to her company early in the morning. Right as she sat at her desk, Megan stomped toward her out of

merely watched at the side. No one tried to stop

assault, she grabbed a document within reach and flung

shouted in disbelief, “How dare you hit me? Let me tell you something, Margaret. You‘re only my mom‘s illegitimate child. You‘re not even worthy enough to be my servant! Since your father killed Christopher‘s family, Christopher hates you to the bone! He only wants to

so stop dreaming the impossible! Why don‘t you

cold expression, Margaret stood up and

 

If I were you, I would have ended my own life right away! I

began commenting, “So, it was her. That‘s why I found her familiar. I would never have guessed that she‘s so detestable as she‘s quite taciturn. You really

just joined us. Maybe she had gotten her hands on Mr. Flemmington, too. Hmph. It‘s great to

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