Meanwhile, at the Winston Group.
Decked in a black body conscious dress and clutching a Hermes bag, Yuna strutted into the CEO’s office.
She was here today to show Marguerite her mettle. After yesterday’s drama, she was convinced Frederick must be fed up with Marguerite.
In contrast, she had given quite the performance last night. Her apparent concern for Laverne’s health and her filial piety were all on full display. Frederick had to be impressed by her.
The office was empty except for Frederick, who was sitting on the couch with crossed legs and engrossed in a document.
Yuna saw an opportunity. She promptly took a seat next to him.
“Freddie, you must be beat from running around for Granny yesterday. Let me give you a massage.”
Saying so, she gently gripped Frederick’s shoulders, starting to knead them.
Frederick stiffened slightly, closing the document in displeasure.
He dodged Yuna’s touch, stood up, and lit a cigarette by the floor–to–ceiling window.
His bodyguard had just called. He said that Marguerite had taken Laverne back to the mansion. Before leaving, she left after a lot of chatter with the servants. That woman really seemed to care about Laverne.
If all she wanted was to snatch Yuna’s loved ones, Marguerite didn’t need to be this meticulous.
Could she be pretending to care to win his favor?
The more Frederick thought, the more irked he became. He glanced at the time, it was already afternoon.
That woman should be at the company by now, right?
Still no sign of her! Where the hell did she go?
Frederick exhaled a ring of smoke, annoyed, when someone’s soft hands cupped his waist from behind.
“Freddie, I’ve missed you.”
It seemed that Yuna was rubbing against his back.
Frederick’s breathing got raspier as he felt this touch.
He flicked off the ash, “Let go.”
His voice was flat but carried a tone of suppression and distance.
Disheartened, Yuna retracted her arms, only to hear him ask, “Did Marguerite tell you when she was taking your Granny out of the hospital?”
Marguerite? Marguerite again!
Why was he still thinking of that woman at this time?
Enraged, Yuna lost her temper, “Why would Marguerite tell me anything? She whisked away my grandma behind our backs and we searched for her for years. Marguerite made her this way, Freddie. If she hadn’t hidden Granny, worsening her condition, she wouldn’t have suffered this much. Now she has finally recovered, but she lost her memory. It breaks my heart.”
After finishing, Yuna even pretended to wipe her eyes, as if she was crying.
Frederick just found her even more repulsive.
He hated women who badmouthed others behind their back. It was not something honorable. It made her almost a morally corrupt wretch.
“Do you have anything else to do with me other than complaining about Marguerite?” He asked.
Yuna replied stiffly, “I just don’t want you to be deceived. Plus, now that Granny and Marguerite are living together, I’m worried Marguerite might bully her.”
The man’s gaze was deep and detached, “If you cared so much about your Granny, why didn’t you take the initiative to pick her up from the hospital today? Just voicing your concerns doesn’t mean you genuinely care.”
Yuna got nothing to say. She shifted her gaze and tried to feign a suave tone, “So can I visit Granny at the mansion tomorrow? You’ll let me go, won’t you, Frederick?”
“Whatever makes you happy.”
Hearing this, Yuna’s spirits soared.
Tomorrow was Saturday and Marguerite surely wouldn’t be working.
So she had to spend the entire day with Frederick. She’d show that woman how close she and Frederick were.
She had to make that woman realize that Frederick was her man!
Yuna didn’t stay in the CEO’s office for long before Frederick asked her to leave.
Not long after she left, Zoe called, “Yuna, have you won Mr. Winston’s affections yet?”
“Mom! He won’t even touch me!”
Yuna stomped her foot in frustration, but quickly changed the subject when she thought of tomorrow’s visit. Her charming smile back on, “But Freddie has allowed me to visit Granny at the mansion tomorrow.”
Zoe was elated on hearing this, “Yuna, this is a great opportunity and you have to seize it!”
“Mom, there are so many people at the mansion. What if he still won’t touch me?”
“Then we’ll have to resort to more drastic measures!”
There was a sinister glow in Zoe’s eyes, “Although Laverne has lost her memory now, we can’t let our guard down. You have to get pregnant with Frederick’s child as soon as possible. Then you can rely on the child to secure your position. Nobody will be able to threaten you!”