Chapter 237


    If anyone had told Marguerite that she would ever have the audacity to speak to Powell in such a


    manner, she would have thought them delusional.


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    She always med herself for the worsening rtionship between Powell and Frederick, even devising


    ways to mend it. But today, she realized that Powell was unequivocally biased.


    Powell’s support for Maurice wouldn’t shift to Frederick even if she disappeared. He was determined to


    have Maurice, his legitimate son, rece Frederick, and there was no reasoning behind it.


    Just like how she and Yuna were both Zoe’s children, yet Zoe wished her disaster.


    Parental favoritism never needed a reason.


    Lisette, who had been standing nearby, couldn’t hold back her anger upon hearing Marguerite’s words.


    “Looks like you’ve developed the courage of a lion, setting your sights on our Maurice. I’ll teach you a


    lesson!”


    Lisette seized an opportune moment to p Marguerite, but Jocelyn quickly grabbed her wrist, “Stop it,


    Lisette! She’s pregnant!”


    “Oh, so you want her to be your daughter-inw, Jocelyn? You might be okay with her bastard child,


    but we, the Winstons, certainly arent!” Lisette, livid, grabbed Jocelyn by the cor, “So you’re taking her


    side now? Fine, you can take the p for her!”


    Marguerite knew trouble was brewing. Before she could react, Lisette had already raised her hand and


    pped Jocelyn across the face. The p was much harder than any she would have given


    Marguerite. Marguerite felt a knot in her stomach and a pang in her heart. The frequency of Lisette’s


    violence and Jocelyn’s eptance was clear from their reactions. Yet Powell sat there, coldly watching.


    Infuriated, Marguerite stepped forward and shielded Jocelyn.


    She could tolerate being hit herself, but assaulting Jocelyn was uneptable!


    She turned to Powell, “Mr. Powell, I ept the punishment of my actions. But what about Jocelyn? She


    gave up everything to be with you, and now she’s being abused by your wife. Don’t you have anything


    to say?”


    Powell gripped his cane tightly, seething, “Marguerite, I am warning you, you have no say in Winston


    family matters!”


    “Oh, I forgot! When Jocelyn had Frederick, it was against her will, right? You were irresponsible when


    you were young, and now even more so in your old age?”


    Her words stoked Powell’s fury to its peak, terrifying Jocelyn.


    Seeing Powell advancing towards Marguerite with his cane, Jocelyn quickly pushed Marguerite


    towards the door, “Stop talking nonsense and leave!”


    Marguerite was frustrated, “Lisette hit you, and I can’t stand it! Why don’t you fight back?”


    Jocelyn sighed, “I’m used to it.”


    Marguerite grabbed Jocelyn’s wrist, “Come with me! He doesn’t love you, why do you stay and tolerate


    the abuse? Come live with us at the estate. Frederick still controls the Winston Group, I don’t believe


    he can’t protect you.”


    Powell never considered Frederick and Jocelyn as family. His sole purpose was to pave the way for


    Maurice.


    Why couldn’t they unite against the Winston family?


    Jocelyn patted Marguerite’s hand, “Marguerite, you’re oversimplifying things. Don’t worry about me,


    stop talking nonsense and leave.”


    As Jocelyn spoke, she pushed Marguerite out of the door and turned back towards the vi.


    Marguerite kept turning back, only to see Lisette, triumphant, closing the door before Jocelyn could


    enter.


    Marguerite suspected Lisette had wanted to kick Jocelyn out long ago but had been waiting for the right


    moment. With everything in her favor now, how could she not seize the opportunity?


    Jocelyn stood still for a moment. Marguerite noticed her shoulders shudder slightly, as if sighing.


    Turning around with a wistful smile, she said, “Well, there you have it, I have to leave now, whether I


    like it or not.”