Chapter 844

Marguerite despised Maurice, and she knew all too well that she had no real power to stand against him.

With a fierce glare in his direction, she wheeled her suitcase back to her room and locked the door behind her.

She pulled out her phone, contemplating calling Robert, hoping he could somehow get her out of this mess.

But that thought was quickly dismissed.

Sure, Robert had plenty of bodyguards at his disposal, and while they might not be able to confront Maurice head-on, they could probably help her escape.

But Miley was pregnant, and Marguerite feared that Maurice, out of spite, might harm Miley.

Once someone has a weakness, they become particularly vulnerable, and for Robert, that weakness was Miley and her unborn child.

So, Marguerite had no choice but to silently endure.

She stayed in her room, not emerging until it was time for work the next day, by which time Maurice had already left the apartment.

His company had just relocated to Cresthaven, and there was a lot for him to handle.

every time she left, there was Charlotte,

reality, Charlotte was nothing

a desk for Charlotte; whenever Marguerite was

and Marguerite noticed Charlotte standing up, as if trying

soundproof,

maybe you should tell President Penelope about this? Maurice's behavior is practically

drained from the constant mental chess

of town, and she's swamped. Besides, she's no

Has he done

finding her at the door

likely eager to report back to Maurice

found herself amused, and with a deliberate raise

I've got a knife under my pillow! If anyone tries anything, who knows, maybe I'll

and their eyes met for a brief, intense moment before she hurried away in

night, Marguerite could sense someone

have noticed the light from her room and actually knocked, urging

words, Marguerite had meant for Charlotte

this miserable existence would last, but every day

the more

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