Chapter 292


    Meanwhile, Maurice took a phone call and left the den, with Marguerite left standing there for what felt


    like an eternity. By the time she decided to leave, her legs had already given way to exhaustion


    She walked aimlessly out of the study, only to find that the entire mansion was deserted, save for the


    omnipresent security staff.


    Powell was not home, and even Jocelyn and Lisette were gone. Presumably, Maurice had sent them all


    away


    Marguerite stood at the entrance of the mansion, staring at the concrete driveway leading away from


    thevish property, a wave of uncertainty washing over her


    In the span of an hour, her life had taken a dramatic tum.


    Returning to her former home, Sapphire Valley Estates, was no longer an option. With her grandma


    gone, she was left wondering where her home was


    Just then, a McLaren pulled up in front of Marguente, revealing Maurice’s smug face. Marguerite


    ignored him, walking past the car and heading towards the road.


    The McLaren kept pace with her, Maunce’s maic voice ringing in her ears, “Marguerite, don’t be


    stubborn. You think I wouldn’t be able to find you?”


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    Marguerite stopped in her tracks, and the McLaren came to a halt behind her


    Maurice stepped out of the car and stood in front of Marguente, hismand crisp and clear, “Get in


    the car”


    Marguente’s eyes sparkled with suspicion, but after a mere two seconds of staring into Maurice’s eyes,


    she decided toply and silently got into the car.


    Maurice was right. Everything she did at the mansion was under his control, so even if she ran to the


    ends of the earth, he would be able to catch her with ease. So, she might as well go along with himm


    She had no idea where Maurice was taking her, but at this point, it didn’t really matter


    She had nowhere to go, so what difference did it make where she ended up?


    The ride was silent, the McLaren eventually pulling up in a gatedmunity known as Emerald


    Meadows


    Marguente recognized it immediately. It was where Maurice had lived previously, and she had visited


    once when she had passed out


    Back then, Maurice was still Steven


    As Marguerite got out of the car, she noticed two rows of security guards standing at the entrance of


    the mansion. She shot Maurice an angry nce but before she could utter a word, he beat her to it,


    “Give birth to the baby, and III let you leave. Until then, you’re free to do as you please, I won’t interfere.


    But for the baby’s safely, I’ll have security follow you”


    So, she was essentially under house arrest? Marguerite scoffed, her desire to converse with this


    maniptive man dwindling to nothing. She walked into the mansion and mmed the door shut


    behind her


    A maid named Nadine showed Marguerite to a room that overlooked the sea Standing on the balcony,


    she could see the shimmering waves stretching out into the


    honzon.


    Marguerite stood in the center of the balcony, the wind causing her hair to dance around as her


    emotions began to spiral out of control


    The pale blue sea seemed endless, just like her life, with no end in sight


    Her first night away from Frederick was especially long. Marguerite tossed and turned, unable to sleep.


    Every time she closed her eyes, images of Fredenck invaded


    her thoughts


    She couldn’t remember falling asleep, and upon waking the next day, she had no desire to get up


    Just as she was opening her eyes, there was a knock on her door. It was Nadine, standing at the door


    with a massive suitcase, ‘Ms. Lockwood, the master had me retrieve your belongings from the second


    master’s ce this morning”


    Marguente was taken aback, “He let you in?”


    Nadine paused, “Who?”


    “Frederick”


    Nadine nodded, “Yes, Sadie helped pack your stuff.”


    Marguerite’s emotions were a whirlwind. She knew her life at the estate was bing a distant


    memory, but she couldn’t help but ask, ‘Did they ask anything?” Nadine reported truthfully, “No, Mr.


    Frederick just gave me a scary look. Mrs. Frederick was there too, along with a friend of Mr. Fredenck’s


    and a girl named Miley.”


    Miley?


    “Miley?”


    ‘I think so.”


    The fact that Miley was at Sapphire Valley Estates surprised Marguerite.


    As Marguerite pondered over this, her phone rang. It was a call from Jocelyn.


    Stepping out onto the balcony to take the call, she answered quickly,