Chapter 668

Every time Maurice called Marguerite down, she felt a tingle run through her

scalp.

Miley leaned close to Marguerite's ear, lowering her voice, "Should I wait for you in your room?"

"Go ahead."

As soon as Miley left, Maurice strode up to Marguerite, his voice thundering down on her.

"If it hadn't been for Penelope's accident, I'd still be in the dark!"

Marguerite stared at him, puzzled, "What are you trying to say?"

"Marguerite, you really took me by surprise! Landing a job at Poppy Petal

Fragrances was one thing, but to get Frederick to stoop to your level and join your madness at the company. Ha, you've really made a fool out of me!"

It seemed her collaboration with Frederick had come to his knowledge.

Yet, facing his anger, Marguerite felt it was both absurd and unreasonable!

Made a fool out of him?

he had the

day at

at him,

made a fool out of, is that we'd have to be married or lovers. Which

push me! You

already preparing

Maurice sharply, her indifferent eyes now filled with

when Penelope just had an accident. Bringing up marriage to

a flash of

knew he was

still bit back, "Maurice, can you at least try not to make me

him fiercely before

her wrist was caught in a firm grip, and Maurice pulled her back against him, his breath hotly cascading

time. After Penelope's funeral, you better come back

unfazed; she had never taken

to enter the villa, and

room.

gaze, sharp and resolute, lingered on Marguerite's petite yet defiant figure,

part of the

as Marguerite entered her room, a pint-sized

arms:

cosplaying as

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