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.

time she left, there was Charlotte, the so-called "personal assistant" Maurice had assigned

nothing more than a blatant

Poppy Petal Fragrances, there wasn't even a desk for Charlotte; whenever Marguerite was

and Marguerite noticed Charlotte

walls were soundproof,

about this? Maurice's behavior is

her temples, feeling utterly drained from the constant mental chess

opened on the north side of town, and she's swamped. Besides, she's no match

safe? Has he done anything to

Marguerite glanced towards Charlotte, finding her at the door

to report back to Maurice and was always

and with a deliberate raise of her

safe. I've got a knife under my pillow! If anyone tries anything, who

a startled glance at Marguerite, and their eyes met for a brief,

night, Marguerite could sense someone pacing outside

Charlotte must have noticed the light from her room

those words, Marguerite had meant for

no idea how long this miserable existence would

more he

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