Chapter 306


    The answer was drowing near, and Marguerite was bing Increasingly anxious.


    She nervously clicked on the picture that Miley had sent.


    At first nce, Marguerite noticed the little boy in the corner of the photo, his shoulders slumped and


    his face downcast-


    That was Hayes!


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    His ck, long puffer coat was too conspicuous; coupled with his characteristic downcast demeanor,


    Marguerite was almost instantly certain that the boy In the photo was that little boy!


    Though Hayes kept his head down, his eyes remained focused in a fixed direction.


    Marguerite caught the longing and sadness in Hayes‘ eyes.


    Following Hayes‘ gaze, she noticed another child cradled In Yuna’s arms.


    They were both dressed in matching Gi Jackets withrge logos.


    In a sh, Marguerite realized why that child named Manley had been able to freely poke Hayes‘ head


    and behaved so aggressively towards him.


    Parents are mirrors to their children, with Yuna’s clear favoritism, Manley was naturally spoiled and


    unkind to Hayes


    A few days ago, when Hayes was looking at her, he was seeing Yuna in her! That’s why he was scared


    when he first saw her but surprised when she reached out to pat his head.


    His cautiousness was all because of Yuna’s s!


    Unexpectedly, Marguerite found herself feeling sorry for this child, Hayes. But on second thought, why


    should she feel sorry? These were Yuna’s children!


    Whether Yuna was biased or not, had nothing to do with her!


    Marguerite shook her head, the short–lived sympathy quickly reced by excitement.


    Since those two children were indeed Yuna’s, then Frederick must have returned as well.


    What about Jocelyn? Did Jocelyne back too?


    Marguerite was desperate to rush to the mansion and see the man who had been haunting her


    dreams. But she couldn’t act impulsively now. She couldn’t get into the mansion, but she could wait


    here, right?


    Frederick had to leave the house at some point!


    Perhaps because she finally had an answer, Marguerite was somewhat overwhelmed with excitement.


    While she was waiting happily, a call from Maurice Winston came in, his tone rather displeased,


    “Where are you?”


    “Meeting a client.” Maurice’s voice dampened Marguerite’s mood, and she quickly made up an excuse


    “Don’t lie, I’ve been waiting in your office all morning, you never showed up”


    Doesn’t this man have a job? Why is he always hanging around her?


    “What does it matter to you where I am? Goodbye.”


    “Marguerite, don’t give me attitude. If I don’t see you in twenty minutes, I will stop looking for our son.”


    Because she didn’t love Maurice, she always effortlessly won in their power struggles. She could freely


    hang up Maurice’s call, defy him, and even


    humiliate him


    Except for one asion, when he used the whereabouts of their son to threaten her


    Marguerite admitted that she felt threatened. Her son was her sore point, something she couldn’t


    handle on her own.


    Marguerite nced at the mansion,forting herself silently. There will always be another chance. If


    she couldn’t see him today, she coulde back


    tomorrow


    With that thought, Marguerite started the engine and headed towards her office


    As she reached a crossroads, Marguerite saw a ck Mercedes van pass by


    She noticed the car, but failed to notice that Frederick, the man she was infatuated with, and Jocelyn


    were in it


    And Jocelyn in the car had noticed the familiar car speeding towards them.


    Isn’t that her car? Could the person in the car be