Chapter 542

Meanwhile, in Yuna’s office.

She slumped on the couch, utterly inebriated, her spirits dead, yet she kept pouring red wine into her mouth without a pause.

Her eyes were bloodshot with envy, and she clenched her teeth in hatred!

She couldn’t understand why, even though she was now a Fitzgerald heiress-a status that surely matched Frederick’s-his gaze still perpetually followed that wretch, Marguerite!

Why would he rather slap his own face, endure public humiliation, just to openly assist Marguerite!

He was supposed to hate Marguerite! He hated her, right?

And the worst part was Robert! As her own brother, how could he not stand up for her?!

Why did everyone seem to side with Marguerite!

longer satisfy her thirst, so she grabbed the

at the chaotic scene, then at Yuna, reeking of alcohol on the couch, and he felt

stepped forward,

a drunken daze, latched onto Hackett’s neck, and began to wail, “Dad! Dad! You’re finally here! They’re all bullying me! Marguerite is bullying me,

If I do, will they start to like me a little? I’ll do it!

clear! She had long figured out Hackett’s temper. Just a bit

finally home, he would indeed do everything in his power to satisfy her!

at Yuna’s plea, Hackett was infuriated! Marguerite, Marguerite! That damned woman was upsetting his

Yuna back and made her sit on the couch again,

1/2

07:55

as our daughter? I only have one daughter, and that’s your

symbolically

the best! Only you and mom love me! I don’t

ambitions!

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255