Chapter 548

In a flash, the urge to throttle Marguerite surged through him like a wildfire!

It didn’t take long for Chuck to arrange a ride to the hospital to pick them up. After lifting Marguerite into the car, Chuck’s call came through almost immediately.

“Mr. Winston, the brake pads on Marguerite’s car weren’t tampered with. It’s just wear and

tear.”

“Got it.” He hung up and turned to Marguerite as if to prove something, “The results are in. Yuna had nothing to do with it.”

“So, what you’re implying is that it’s somehow related to you?” Marguerite’s voice was barely audible, caught in her throat.

A cold flash passed through Frederick’s deep-set eyes, his tone turning sharp with annoyance, “It’s related to no one, the brake pads simply wore out! Marguerite, is that really what you think of me? That desperate?”

“You yourself said you loathed me to the core, and when there’s hate like that, guess anything’s possible, huh?”

Frederick’s lips pressed into a tight line, a storm of displeasure brewing within.

Communicating with this woman was becoming intolerable! Annoyed, he turned his gaze out the window, his mind wandering back to an hour earlier, to Marguerite’s disoriented

state.

They say men don’t fancy smart women, and Frederick had always scoffed at that notion. Now, it seemed there might be some truth to it.

Marguerite, out of sorts, might babble nonsense, but she wasn’t unlikeable.

voice seemed to coo,

senses, her defenses shot up,

one.

half an hour later. Frederick carried Marguerite

wanted to resist, she noticed they

the others were probably not yet back.

enjoyed being embraced

no verbally, yet desiring him

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all, an intimate moment like this would likely

they stepped out of the hallway than they saw Powell and Hackett sitting in the living

Marguerite felt the guilty thrill of

signaling him

her completely, standing defiantly in

while Hackett, livid, stood up and bellowed,

in God’s name is going on here? The hugging and the holding – have you no decency? Have you forgotten who Manley and Hayes’ mother

glance, “Hackett, you seem to fancy visiting my home quite a

composed, but Marguerite couldn’t miss

furious, barked, “What’s

you could take Yuna

at the pair, his glare as hot as if he’d been burned, “Just

his tone laced with defiance, “Oh? Hackett, you

you hinting at

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