Favo Novel
Chapter 179
Chapter 179
Chapter 179
Meanwhile, at the Winston Group, Frederick received a text from Chuck
Mr. Winston, Marguente is awake. After the last IV drip for her inflammation, she can go home.
Upon reading it, he felt frustrated and didn’t reply. Instead, he got up and began to smoke by the floor– to–celling window.
Without Marguerite, the CEO’s office felt desolate. The flower room upstairs had also been neglected for a while.
A few days ago, he went up to check. The corgi and the parrot were both whimpering in protest.
Suddenly, the glass door of the CEO’s office was forcefully swung open by someone.
Frederick turned his head to see Robert storming in with an angry face. He slammed a thick envelope onto the table, “I missed a date to retrieve these blasted photos for you! I went to the restaurant, found you not there, and my online girlfriend wasn’t there either! What on earth is in this? You owe me an explanation!”
Frederick extinguished his cigarette and turned around. He picked up the envelope with photos, weighing it in his hand it was quite heavy, like a stack of cards.
“Pictures of Yuna when she was little. There’s also one of her and me together on her birthday.”
Robert’s eyes widened in confusion.
“You sabotaged my date with Smiley just to get pictures of Yuna? Frederick, I was meeting Smiley to investigate her for you!”
Smiley? That woman who was investigating him!
He had planned to get a good look at the audacious woman today, but unexpectedly ran into Marguerite at the restaurant, which left him feeling restless and disturbed.
He had tried his best to ignore her, but Marguerite got hurt.
Unable to control himself, he took her to the hospital, completely forgetting that he still had an important matter to attend to
Why did this woman always manage to disrupt his plans?
“Did you meet her?”
Robert, both angry and exhausted, took a bottle of soda from the fridge and took a couple of sips without any enthusiasm.
“That’s why I am so angry! I didn’t get to see her! Frederick, next time, can you prioritize your tasks better? What’s more important, Yuna’s photos or Smiley’s investigation?
And another thing, you left without saying a word, didn’t even say goodbye! I wanted to tell you where Smiley was, so you could keep her occupied. But you didn’t even answer my phone! Now she’s ignoring me!”
Frederick slowly opened the envelope, his voice steady as ever, “Marguerite got hurt.”
Robert paused, “Hurt… she got hurt? Did you just take her to the hospital?”
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With the soda in his hand, Robert looked as if he wanted to drink but didn’t, his expression a mix of frustration and confusion
“Well. If it’s Marguerite, I forgive you.”
“You would forgive me for Marguerite, but not for Yuna? Why?”
Robert snorted coldly, “No reason. I just can’t stand that malicious woman, Yuna. That’s all
While they were talking, Frederick had already opened the envelope and taken out all the photos.
The first one was a picture of him and Yuna. That day, he had rescued her from a bar when she was still wearing a shirt and shorts.
Although she was the one who dragged him to the photo studio, she felt awkward during the photo session. It was him who took the initiative to pull her close. Thinking of what happened that day, Frederick felt a warmth in his heart, and the corners of his lips unconsciously curled up
His rough hand gently touched the photo paper, suddenly very interested in what Yuna looked like as a child. Was she still the same as he remembered
Innocent, adorable, and kind–hearted.
Just as he was about to flip to the second photo, his phone rang abruptly With a frown, he answered the call, and Zoe’s anxious voice immediately came through- “Mr. Winston! Yuna has overdosed! Please come quickly!”
A chill ran down Frederick’s spine. Without any hesitation, he pocketed the photos and once again left Robert behind as he ran out.
What he didn’t know was that if he’d flipped just one more photo, he would have seen pictures of the woman and Laverne over the years.
Each photo had a caption. A photo of Marguerite at X years