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!

no longer satisfy her thirst, so she grabbed the bottle and began to guzzle it down to numb

looked around at the chaotic scene, then at Yuna, reeking of alcohol on the couch, and he felt both anger and

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

neck, and began to wail, “Dad! Dad! You’re finally here! They’re all bullying me! Marguerite is bullying me,

give up my heiress title to Marguerite? If I do, will they start to like me a little? I’ll do it! I’ll call Marguerite

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

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

Marguerite! That damned woman was upsetting his daughter again!

back and made her sit on the couch again, rebuking

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

a moved expression, symbolically shedding

me! I don’t

ambitions!

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