Chapter 40


    In the middle of their conversation, Robert had quickly driven back to Sapphire Valley Estates.


    Sadie and Chuck, along with the medical team, had been waiting at the door for quite a while. As soon


    as Frederick got out of the car carrying Marguerite, the nurse rushed over with the stretcher.


    Frederick carefully put Marguerite on the bed, then turned to Chuck. His tone was icy. “Come with me


    to the study.”


    Chuck followed him without a word.


    In a huff, Frederick lit up a cigar andmanded, “Dig into the rtionship between Marguerite and


    the Lockwood family.”


    “Mr. Winston, I’m on it!” Then Chuck left at once.


    Meanwhile, Frederick turned to the full–length window, slowly puffing on his cigar.


    Yuna had previously denied knowing Marguerite, but things didn’t seem to be as simple as that.


    If she really didn’t know Marguerite, then how the hell did Zoe have Marguerite’s phone number?


    He wasn’t sure what they had talked about, but Marguerite had looked extremely agitated when she left


    thepany. She was clearly under a huge threat.


    And then she disappeared.


    All this made him suspect that the Lockwood family was bullying Marguerite.


    If that was the case, what the hell had Marguerite done to piss off the Lockwoods so much? They were


    even willing to take her life just to get rid of,her.


    Frederick was seething, unable to figure out why.


    Out of control, he immediately dialed Yuna.


    Yuna was thrilled to receive Frederick’s call, but before she could even speak, Frederick threatened, “I


    need an exnation.”


    “What exnation? Freddie, I don’t get what you’re saying.”


    “Why did you hurt Marguerite?” His voice was dangerously low.


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    Yuna waspletely taken aback, and she stuttered, unable to find her words.


    Frederick’s eyes narrowed. So, it was them!


    At first, it was just his suspicions without any evidence, so he had to test.


    He just asked one question, and Yuna’s reaction said it all.


    “Freddie, you must have gotten something wrong. I didn’t hurt her.”


    Ignoring Yuna’s feigned ignorance, Frederick retorted, “Do I need to spell it out for you? I found her in


    the warehouse at Marina Shores Vige, and I’ve brought her home.”


    “Freddie.” Yuna was visibly shaken.


    “Yuna, I can give you everything, and I can also take it all back. If you dare to hurt my woman, you’re


    asking for trouble!”


    He hung up the phone coldly, and then he angrily deleted Yuna’s contact.


    Frederick was livid, and without any hesitation, he found Chuck and ordered, “Tomorrow, go to


    Diamond Crest Estates and take the house back.”


    Chuck hesitated slightly, “Then where will Ms. Yuna stay?”


    “I don’t give a damn.” Frederick put out his cigar angrily, and changed the subject, “How’s Marguerite?”


    “Mr. Winston, Marguerite only has some superficial injuries and soft tissue bruises. The doctor said it’s


    not serious, and she’ll be fine after a few days rest.”


    “Bullshit!” Frederick exploded, “She’s been unconscious. How can it not be serious?”


    Chuck was taken aback by Frederick’s anger, looking confused.


    When did Mr. Winston start caring so much about Marguerite?


    This was so abrupt.


    Although Chuck was puzzled, he wouldn’t pry into Frederick’s personal matters. He could only exin,


    “Ms. Marguerite fainted because she hadn’t eaten for days. She passed out from hunger.”


    Frederick was in disbelief.


    How ruthless were the Lockwoods? Marguerite couldn’t even get a meal! She had been starving for


    three whole days!


    He swore they would pay for this!


    Seeing Frederick’s fury, Chuck quickly added to ease his mind, “Mr. Winston, Sadie said Ms.


    Marguerite has woken up. Sadie made her chicken


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    soup and even helped her take a bath. There’s no need to worry.”


    Frederick’s tense expression finally rxed a bit, “How is Marguerite now?”


    “She’s stable now, but she’s probably resting. Mr. Winston, would you like to see her?”


    Frederick nodded subconsciously, then he walked straight to Marguerite’s room without a word.


    But when he reached the door, he suddenly stopped, hesitating whether to go in.


    Because he suddenly realized that his feelings for Marguerite seemed to be changing.


    This change affected every aspect of his life, and his mood was increasingly influenced by Marguerite.


    He was out of control.


    He didn’t think it was a good thing.


    He and Marguerite were never on the same path, and he was going to divorce her eventually.


    Frederick was worried about the increasing uncontroble factors in the future. He clenched his fist


    tightly and didn’t open the door. He tried to suppress his feelings for Marguerite, trying to distance


    himself from her.


    However, things always turned out unexpectedly.


    Frederick sauntered back to his room, and the moment he shoved the door open, he instantly spotted a


    woman hiding in the nkets. Her head was buried in the quilt, shaking like a leaf out of sheer terror.