Chapter 616


    Dusk settled in, draping the city in a veil of twilight as the streetlights flickered to life.


    Nestled in a window seat at the Bluebell Bistro, Marguerite and Miley had a panoramic view of the city’s glittering nightlife.


    Opposite them sat Frederick and Robert, two dashing figures whose eyes were lowered as if the array of sulent dishes before


    them had lost all vor.


    The recent paternity test results had left Frederick and Robert in utter disbelief.


    Meanwhile, Yuna, upon learning her true heritage, could barely contain her tion. She carried the esteemed Fitzgerald


    bloodline, she was the real heiress of the Fitzgerald n.


    No longer fearing her true identity would be uncovered, she was emboldened and convinced that she and Frederick were a


    match made in heaven, a perfect pairing of equals./


    With brimming confidence, she turned to Hackett and Penelope-not so subtly addressing Frederick, “Mom, Dad, I’ve redone the


    paternity test as Robert suggested. | am truly your daughter. So, shouldn''t we start nning my and Frederick’s engagement?”


    She was intent on leveraging the influence of the Fitzgerald elders to corner Frederick.


    But before her parents could respond, Frederick, with Marguerite in tow, had already made a swift exit under the watchful eyes of


    the crowd, not even deigning to acknowledge the situation.


    And soon, the group of four found themselves at the Bluebell Bistro.


    Marguerite, propping her chin in her hands, gazed at Frederick with eyes as deep and stirring as ake, her confusion apparent.


    Miley leaned in and whispered to Marguerite, “You know, staring at him like that... it’s a bi obvious, don’t you think?”


    Snapping back to reality, Marguerite turned to Miley, a hint of exasperation in her eyes. “Nonsense, I’m just... confused.”


    “Confused by what?”


    Marguerite couldn’t help but steal another nce at Frederick before confiding in a low voice, “I get why Robert’s upset, but why


    is Frederick looking like he’s lost his best friend?” Miley shrugged, nonchntly saying, “What else can it be? It must be because


    Frederick confirmed Yuna’s identity, which pretty much seals the deal on their arranged engagement. He probably doesn’t want


    to marry her, right? | bet he’s trying to figure a way out of it.”


    Miley’s words were barely a whisper in Marguerite’s ear, but as she finished, they saw Frederick lifting his gaze, his eyes as deep


    and inscrutable as an ancient well.


    He casually tapped on the table near Robert, his voice icy and expressionless, “Yourdy sure has a lot to say.”


    Miley stiffened, a chill running down


    her spine, and offered a nervous


    chuckle, “Mr. Winston, you must have


    ears like a hawk! How did you even


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    Frederick set aside his silverware and crossed his arms, his gaze leisurely fixed on Marguerite as if trying to read her expression.


    Feeling scrutinized, Marguerite felt a


    chill-run down her spine. Thinking


    about Frederick''s supposed


    engagement to Yuna and his recent


    attentiveness towards her, she felt a


    tightness in her chest. He always


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    Her voice dripped with sarcasm,


    “Weren''t you supposed to get married


    on the same day as mé? Now you


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    Frederick''s gaze remained calm andposed as he countered, “Marguerite, when did | ever personally say | wanted to have a


    wedding on the same day as you?”