Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

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!

thirst, so she grabbed the bottle and began to guzzle it down to numb

Hackett walked in. He looked around at the chaotic scene, then at Yuna, reeking of alcohol on the

happened here?” Hackett stepped forward, towering over his daughter.

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 in cahoots with them! Dad! I know you don’t like me, I know you want to claim Marguerite as your daughter! It’s all my

If I do, will they start to like

Hackett and staggered towards the door. Though she was drunk, her mind was crystal clear! She had long figured out Hackett’s temper. Just a bit of coquettish pleading and playing the victim would surely soften him up! The old man’s only weakness was being a doting father

now that she was finally home, he would indeed do everything

Marguerite!

made her sit on the couch again, rebuking

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as our daughter? I

expression, symbolically shedding a

best! Only you and mom love me! I

ambitions!