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!

in indignation, the wine glass’s capacity could no longer satisfy her thirst,

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

stepped forward, towering over his

tried to sit up from the couch in 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, Freddie too! Even my only brother is

will they start to like

drunk, her mind was crystal clear! She had long figured out Hackett’s temper. Just a bit of coquettish pleading and

was finally home, he would

Marguerite, Marguerite! That

back and made her sit on the couch again, rebuking her, “Who told

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daughter? I only have one daughter, and

moved expression, symbolically shedding a few

You’re the best! Only you and mom love me! I don’t ask for much, I

ambitions!

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