Chapter 23
“Skank! What are you doing at Freddie’s place?” Yuna, currently a hot mess with her arms full of packages, looked furious. Marguerite was also shocked. She never expected Yuna to show up at the Sapphire Valley Estates.
So, Yuna was pretty chummy with Frederick, huh? What was going on with them?
Zoe, standing nearby, was totally gobsmacked. She glanced at Ablett, first angry and then, after a second thought, scared as hell. Seeing Marguerite in Frederick’s house first thing in the morning, had she been shacking up with him?
What the heck was going on?
Did Frederick know Yuna had been pretending to be Marguerite?
No way!
With Marguerite’s ugly disguise and the only proof of her identity, a necklace, in Yuna’s hands, how could Frederick know?
Wait, did Marguerite confess herself?
Zoe, ready to rip Marguerite’s hair out, was interrupted by a chilling voice, sounding pissed off, “Who let you in?”
Zoe froze in shock. Yuna, taking advantage of the situation, shoved Marguerite aside and clings to Frederick, “Freddie, didn’t you invite me to move in with you today?”
Move in?
Marguerite suddenly remembered Yuna bragging at the hospital about marrying into a rich family.
So, she was going to marry Frederick?
And the woman who was with him in the CEO’s office yesterday was Yuna?
This thought left Marguerite in shock. Everything happening right now was crazier than a movie.
“When did I say I wanted to live with you?” Frederick pushed Yuna away, his gaze passing over the Lockwoods and landing on the driver in the
corner.
The driver, sweating bullets, hastily explains, “Mr. Winston, when I went to pick up Yuna, she said you invited her to stay here. That’s why I brought them here.”
“What’s going on?” Frederick’s icy stare is fixed on Yuna, chilling to the bone.
Yuna scrambled to pull a piece of paper from her pocket, unfolding it hurriedly, “Freddie, you promised to give me a home, isn’t this your address?” Frederick didn’t back down, “I did say that, but not now. You got it wrong, the address is at Diamond Crest Estates, not here.”
Zoe and Ablett breathed a sigh of relief.
So, Frederick didn’t know about Marguerite and Yuna’s relation.
Then why was Marguerite at Frederick’s house?
Yuna started to sob, looking heartbroken, “Freddie, can’t I live with you?”
“No.”
Yuna glared at Marguerite, her eyes filled with jealousy and rage, “Then why can she?”
“Do you know each other?”
Yuna’s heart skipped a beat, and she denied subconsciously, “No! No… We don’t know each other. I just… I can’t stand the thought of you living with another woman.”
Marguerite was thinking, “Don’t know each other? This woman’s lying skills are top–notch, denying her own twin sister without batting an eyelid.” Frederick’s mood was getting worse. He had no patience for women who cause a scene, and Yuna was a perfect example, making him feel pretty annoyed.
“I’ll explain it to you later. Now, you should go to Diamond Crest Estates immediately. Don’t make me angry.”
His stare was so intense and intimidating that Ablett and Zoe were too scared to speak.
Yuna, feeling resentful, slowly left. But as she did, she noticed Marguerite in the corner. Marguerite’s wide eyes looked innocent, but to Yuna, it
was a show–off.
Her jealousy flared up.
Even though she was Frederick’s fiancée, she couldn’t live with him, while this woman could. Why?
No, she wouldn’t give up. She needed to figure out what was going on.
The angrier Yuna got, the more determined she became. She dropped her stuff and walked back, “Freddie, I was in such a hurry when I got here, so I’ve sweated through my clothes. I want to borrow a dress from this lady, or I might catch a cold on my way back.”
Frederick frowned but says nothing.
Marguerite was surprised, but before she could refuse, Yuna grabbed her arm and dragged her upstairs.
Frederick was having a headache dealing with the Lockwood family’s drama this early in the morning.
Just then, Chuck came over with a document in his hand, whispering to Frederick, “Mr. Winston, I found the information you asked me to look up last night.”
Frederick’s heart raced, his focus intensifying as he decided to discuss it with Chuck in his study.
Chuck respectfully handed over the unopened folder, “Mr. Winston, our people found a family that resembled the one you’re looking for. The
family consists of an old woman and a girl. They used to live in an old house, which was destroyed in a fire. The local authorities helped them move into a subsidized housing unit due to their circumstances. This file contains their detailed information.”
