Chapter 799

"Beauty marks?" Marguerite exclaimed, her brows raised in surprise. "You have a beauty mark too? But I swear I saw a scar!"

"Oh, that. I had it lasered off," the man replied nonchalantly, seemingly unfazed by her reaction. He couldn't comprehend why Marguerite was making such a big deal out of it.

Marguerite stood rooted to the spot, her gaze fixed on him, but he had already gotten up and was heading towards the kitchen. "I just whipped up some dinner. Have a bite before you go."

Following him into the kitchen, Marguerite found her emotions in turmoil.

If his eyes reminded her of Frederick, she could chalk it up to coincidence.

But how could she explain the precise match of the beauty mark?

Soon, the unique aroma of beef stew with potatoes wafted through the kitchen. Marguerite's stomach growled with hunger, yet she was too preoccupied to care, pressing on, "Why would you remove your beauty mark?"

Silas ladled the stew into a clear, large bowl and placed it on the dining table over a damp cloth to avoid scorching the surface.

"My daughter didn't like it."

His daughter didn't like it?

Did Margot actually dislike the beauty mark near Silas's eye?

What a bizarre reason!

her to a seat and placed a steaming bowl of white rice beside her, slightly annoyed

the questions?" he

squarely. "Just one last

her a look that screamed, "You're

he finally

me a picture of you before

a moment. "You want to see

nodded eagerly:

for his phone. "Sure, but

gesture but found herself at a loss for

he was

she wanted to use the

Marguerite had merely thought Silas bore a striking resemblance

its absence, she

Frederick hadn't died at

year ago not be Frederick and Teresa's? After all, with the bodies decomposed, who could say for

couldn't voice these thoughts, offering a vague response

even look

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