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.

Marguerite still felt no sense of freedom because every time she left, there was Charlotte, the so-called "personal assistant"

Charlotte was nothing more

Charlotte; whenever Marguerite was busy, Charlotte just lounged on

Marguerite noticed Charlotte standing up, as if trying

were soundproof, but Chuck

Penelope about this? Maurice's behavior is practically house

her temples, feeling utterly drained from the constant

the north side of town, and she's swamped.

safe? Has he

finding her at the door of the glass

having overheard anything, Charlotte was likely eager to report back to Maurice and

and with a deliberate raise of her voice, she

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

at Marguerite, and their eyes met for a brief, intense moment before she

night, Marguerite could sense someone pacing

have noticed the light

those words, Marguerite had

this miserable existence would last,

resisted Maurice, the more he pushed

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