Chapter 560

Frederick cast a deep, lingering glance at Miley before he turned on his heel, a cold detachment sinking into his bones as he mercilessly pulled out a folder and began to review the documents within. His actions screamed his stance loud and clear.

He had already shown Marguerite kindness by treating her injury; had he not indulged her enough lately? He feared that if he chased after her, he would only lose more control.

And Marguerite would surely tick him off even more!

He would rather die than relive the tragedy of three years ago!

Miley, seeing Frederick’s heartless demeanor, felt helpless and worried for Marguerite. With no other choice, she hastily followed her out.

They drove to the cosmetics factory where Marguerite was surprised to find the swelling in her right ankle had subsided, and walking was less painful than before.

Miley/approached Marguerite with a chuckle, linking arms with her, “Wow, Mr. Winston’s got some skills. You can tell he’s a pro when he was massaging you. Felt good, didn’t it?”

Marguerite was baffled. How did Miley manage to make that sounds weird!

quickly reminded Miley, “Don’t make him sound like some kind of masseur! And

quickly switched gears, putting on

friend, Miley Goldie. We’re here to inspect the factory. If everything checks out, we’re ready to sign

gaunt middle-aged man with a protruding mouth and heavy dark circles under his eyes. He eagerly made his way over to

Ms. Goldie, please call me Zack. Mr. Winston already

he

here we have the finished product and raw materials area; the corner is where

we’ve got a wheelchair

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“There’s no need. I’ve just twisted my ankle; it’s not that serious.”

smiled awkwardly, remembering Mr. Winston’s call, which had left him under the impression that

Mr. Winston was testing their hospitality.

factory staff are

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