Chapter 50

“Is that really you?” Frederick asked in disbelief, “You’ve changed so much?”

Marguerite shrugged it off. “So, are you saying I’m ugly now? All kids look pretty much the same, and mind you, I was only a few days old then.”

Frederick’s eyes were glued to the photo. It was of a lively old lady holding a baby in swaddling clothes, both beaming brightly.

Snow was falling around them, but the old lady’s clothes were thin and shabby. It was a heart-wrenching sight.

No wonder Marguerite was taken in by the Lockwood family. The old lady seemed not to have the means to raise a child.

Did her parents abandon her right after she was born?

Frederick wanted to ask Marguerite about her parents and consider if he should help her find them, but he decided against it.

Marguerite never mentioned her parents or grandma, probably because it hurt too much.

He didn’t want to reopen her wounds.

At this point, she was very much like him.

Even though he now successfully controlled the entire Winston Group, his childhood experience of being driven out of the family by his father was still a painful

scar.

it and didn’t want to recall that past.

Their similar experiences evoked

looked carefully at the photo, then

a more peculiar

he had seen the

grandma seems

desk, sitting across from

think much of Frederick’s words. She shrugged, looking at the photo. “True beauty comes

world.”

a sapphire necklace with a floral pattern, but it

Frederick, tentatively asking, “Do you remember if

and didn’t look at her.

bit her lip, her gaze shifting on

She wasn’t sure.

necklace, she had

He glanced at her briefly, then bluntly said, “If you lost it, just buy

think everything could be

a loss for words: “I

company for half a month and hadn’t

afford to buy

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