Chapter 843

Maurice sat back, leisurely sipping his coffee, as if the world outside his window was a calm lake on a Sunday morning.

But when Marguerite opened the door, she was met with two burly bodyguards, their expressions as impenetrable as the Great Wall.

"Miss Lockwood, I'm afraid you need to step back inside," one of them said, blocking her path with all the warmth of a cold winter breeze.

Marguerite's eyes flashed with anger. "Move aside!"

The bodyguard didn't flinch. "Miss Lockwood, please don't make this harder than

it needs to be. If you take another step, we'll have to intervene."

Clutching the handle of her suitcase, Marguerite's knuckles turned white, fury searing through her veins. She was no match for these men, and she knew it, but she stood her ground.

finally set his cup down with a

her shoulder and with the other, pulled

voice a low growl, "How long do you

until, let's say, Silas and Violet tie the

was still hung up on Silas. What on Earth had they discussed after leaving the apartment last

just a business partner, Maurice.

a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "I know how men think, Marguerite. The

teasing smile spreading across his face. "Marguerite, I'm genuinely curious are

filled with defiance. "What are you

her neck. With a devilish

you cozy up to

like a brittle twig. The scarf around her neck was a gift from

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