Chapter 572


    After Marguerite tucked her phone back into her purse, Miley ended her call as well.


    With a turn, she began to exin, unasked, “My parents just got back from their trip abroad, they’ve


    justnded in Stonebridge City, and wanted to let me know they’re safe. Oh, and they send their


    regards to you, and they’ve invited you over for Christmas.”


    Every year, Miley’s parents would invite Marguerite and Teresa to join them for the festive season.


    Marguerite had been to their home twice and adored the cozy, weing atmosphere.


    “With all the drama this year, I doubt I can make it, but I’ll definitely send them my best. Weren’t your


    folks on vacation, though? Why are they back so early this time?”


    A spark of excitement lit up Miley’s eyes as she said, “It’s because of you!”


    “Because of me?” Marguerite was a picture of confusion.


    “Yep! Since we were neighbors when we were little, Robert’s been dying to dig up history on you and


    Yuna’s childhood. You know how he is, stubborn as a mule. He refuses to ept Yuna as his sister


    and won’t let go of any shred of hope!”


    Marguerite was baffled, “If he wanted to know about my childhood, why didn’t he just ask me directly?


    Why go through all this trouble?”


    Miley smiled slyly, stepping closer, face to face with Marguerite, “Well, I might as well ask you. You


    were raised by your grandmother, right? Did she ever mention that your family took in a foster child at


    some point?”


    This took Marguerite aback, her face a nk te, “No, nothing like that. Yuna and I are twins, that


    wasmon knowledge around Marina Shores Vige, and I’ve never


    doubted it.”


    Miley shrugged, “So now you see why Robert’s been pestering my parents? You’re clueless about the


    whole thing! He’s after the dirt from before and just after you were born. It’s a tangled web, and I’m just


    as curious as you are.


    But you know what’s funny? Without a shred of evidence about your origins, Robert’s absolutely


    convinced you’re his sister! He t-out denies Yuna’s existence!”


    Miley rambled on, parched, and eventually headed to the fridge to down a can of soda in one long gulp.


    The more Miley talked, the more Marguerite felt an odd mix of emotions stir within her.


    In the Fitzgerald family, she had a fondness for Penelope, and Robert Fitzgerald had indeed been a big


    help to her. But what had she done to earn such trust from the mother


    and son?


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    Even she couldn’t understand Robert’s adamant belief.


    Miley finished her soda with a satisfied sigh and delivered her closing argument, “Long story short,


    ording to Robert, if Yuna isn’t his sister, then the Fitzgerald family’s heiress can only be you! If that’s


    the case, everyone’s happy. For one, Robert won’t have to deal with her every day, and two, you’ll be


    the one engaged to Mr. Winston’s son!”


    Miley delivered thest sentence with a melodramatic ir and a suggestive wink at Marguerite.


    But Marguerite’s mind was too preupied with her own confusion to entertain any thoughts of


    romance.


    She had an important question burning inside her, “What I really can’t wrap my head around these past


    few days, whether it’s you, Robert, or even Frederick, is why are you all so certain that the Fitzgerald


    family heiress is either me or her?


    Where are you getting your odds from? If Robert’s sister isn’t Yuna, she could very well be someone


    else entirely. Why the fixation on me?”