Chapter <b>197 </b>


    Lavere chuckled, “I only realized this moming that my leg was fine But that’s not the point. You have to make a good impression on the young man’s mother Here, wear ther


    The old woman pulled out a white dress, n Uneck, knee–length that exuded a sense of grace and elegance


    Trust me, elders love thus kind of outfit Since you can’t wear makeup, you can only rely on your clothes”


    <b>Laverne </b>had necked earlier, most human skin masks were made of silicone, makeup wouldn’t stick!


    <b>Marguerita </b>was even more confused, “Grandma, how did you know I can’t wear makeup<b>?</b><b>” </b>


    She always felt <b>that </b>the olddy was strange today. Her numb legs recovered unexpectedly, and she even knew that her face couldn’t hold makeup?


    What’s going on? Could it be that she’s overthinking again?


    Laverne swallowed, feeling guilty as hell


    Damn it, the was always careful, but she made mistakes today!


    Luckily she was quick–witted, changing the subject and exining. “Why would you wear makeup while you’re pregnant? It’s not good for the baby! Now don’t dy, hurry up and change your clothes, or you’ll bete!”


    Before Murguente could react, she was pushed towards the bathroom by Laverne


    Tums out, this dress really ttered Marguerite’s figure, giving her an air of a well–breddy.


    She and Jocelyn had agreed to meet at Mystic Table in the city center. Not long after Marguerite arrived, Jocelyn showed up


    She was still wearing the same dress fromst night, only with a light purple gem bracelet on her wrist. Clearly, she had just rushed over from the hospital


    Upon seeing this, Marguente promptly stood up to greet her, “Hello, ma’am.”


    Jocelyn nced at Marguerite’s still t belly, gently raised her hand to signal, “No need to be formal, please sit.”


    Marguerite felt ufortable under Jocelyn’s gaze After sitting down in a fluster, she saw Jocelyn clean the utensils.


    “The dishes in the restaurant are not as clean <b>as </b>those at home. It’s reassuring to clean them. Plus, since you’re pregnant, you have to be extra careful when eating


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    Jocelyn ced the first set of cleaned utensils next to Marguerite, and then started to clean the second set


    Jocelyn smiled slightly, her slender hand holding the teacup was even more delicate than a young girl’s.


    Marguente was feeling extremely awkward. Although Jocelyn was much more approachable than Powell, she was tense all the way through


    As the younger one, she should have been the one cleaning the utensils, but she sat there as if paralyzed, watching everything unfold in front of her


    “Ah. Ma am, is there something you wanted to talk about?” Marguente finally couldn’t hold it in and gathered the courage to ask.


    Jocelyn looked at Marguente with a smile, her expression as calm as a cidke. “You seemed quite boldst night, why so nervous today?”


    How could she not be nervous? She was boldst night because Frederick was there!


    Now she was alone, unsure of Jocelyn’s intentions. It was only normal to feel nervous


    Ma’am, did Mr. Powell ask you toe?”


    It has nothing to do with him” By then, Jocelyn had finished cleaning all the utensils, had the waiter get some tea<b>, </b>and then filled a cup for Marguente


    Margarite took a few sips of the tea, and then <b>heard </b>the gentle voice of Jocelyn


    Marguente i saw how you protected Frederickst night, and I appreciate your care for him. But you’ve seen the situation in our family. If you and Frederick want to be together im afraid it’s going to be tough”


    “Maarn, you misunderstood.”


    Whether it <b>was </b>Miley’s previous investigation into the Winston Group’s rtionships, orst night’s experience, Marguente knew that Jocelyn was very protective ef Frederick


    The rtionship between Jocelyn and Frederick was definitely not like that between Frederick and Powell. At least, they could still contact freely


    Therelor Marguerite didn’t want to lude anything from Jocelyn and exined without hesitation, “Ma’am, actually, what I saidst night was just to help hum pess off his dad There were all Mr. Powell’s people in the ward If I didn’t stand up, he would have been all alone”


    Jocelyn locked up suddenly, looking at the kind girl in front of her, she felt a bit of admiration.


    Seeing how you took a stand for Frederick against his fatherst night, I knew I didn’t misjudge <b>you </b>Marquente, I feel quite relieved leaving Frederick to you