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.

talked about it and didn’t want to recall that

felt a mysterious connection with Marguerite. Their similar

at the photo, then hesitantly handed

a more peculiar feeling.

the impression that he had seen

seems very

to his desk,

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

world.”

a sapphire necklace with a floral pattern, but

“Do you remember

was busy scanning through some documents and didn’t look at her. “Are you sure you lost it in my

lip, her

She wasn’t sure.

day, when she lost the necklace, she had

briefly, then bluntly said, “If you lost

Did he think everything could

was at a loss for words: “I can’t

the company for half a month and hadn’t

couldn’t afford to buy

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