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Was this Grevens bedrun?
“You’re marke* How do you feel?
Marguerite propped berend up, feeling nothing but exhaustion. Her head no longer felt dizzy
But she was still confused. Why am Here?”
Steven walked out to Marguerite’s bedside, removed the 17 tube from the empty <b>bag </b>and reced it with a fractione
“You copsed in the middle of the streetst night, and I happened to be passing by Instead of resting at home with a fever, you were wondering smund Aret you concert about the baby in your belly?”
He found her on the street?
That wasnt gh
She distinctly remembered being chasedst night and hiding in a park
She shouldve fainted in the park, so how did the end up on the street?
And before she passed out, shed seen a man pick up her phone!
Her phone?
Yes! Her phone!
Marguente quickly asked Steven, “Where’s my phone? Is it here?”
Without any rush, Steven pulled out a phone from the drawer and handed it to her, it should be yours, but the screen is shattered”
The shattered screen didn’t matter, as long as it still worked!
She had some incriminating photos of Garett on there, which she had nsked her life to takel
Marguerite hastily unlocked the phone, only to find a series of missed calls from Frederick
She didn’t have time to call him back, but immediately opened her photo gallery
To her dismay, all the photos <b>had </b>been deleted! Including the ones shed risked her life to takest night
Marguente turned to Steven, ‘Did anyone touch my phone?”
Steven shook his head. Im not sure. When I found you fast night, you were clutching this phone”
Marguerite was stunned once again.
She clearly remembered dropping her phone befom <b>fainting</b><b>, </b>and then seeing a man pick it up
Obviously that man had tampered with her phone
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Could it have been Maunce?
Since Fragrance Finesse had already coborated with Gat, Maunce should have been at the eventst night, night?
If it was him. Marguente was out of options.
She couldn’tpete with Maurice, and without the leverage against Gat, theunch of Pr <b>Radiance </b>perfume was doomed
Shed overestimated herself
Che thought she could help Frederick with her own abilities, but in the end, she couldn’t even help herself
Marguerite leaned weakly against the headboard, utterly helpless.
Somen, fin sorry for causing you trouble again”
Steven turned around and handed her a cup of warm water His chiseled features were strikingly handsome
Theres nothing to be sorry about. But Frederick has been calling you non stop while <b>you </b>were unconscious Aren’t you going to call him back?”
With fu: ofender fingers clutching the phone, Marguenta bat her lower lip and after a moments thought, said softly. Ti call himter”
Frederick was passive if he found out she’d spent the night at Steven’s, he’d likely jump to conclusions.
Best to avoid unnecessary trouble Shed call him back once she left
As Harguide thought this, she tion at the IV bag
voice rang out, “Marguente, I heard that Frederick lost his senge of amali Do you know about this?” Mangun to body yiffened She looked straight into Steven’s eyes, noticing the probing expression on his <b>face</b>.
dacked pointedly. How did you find out about that?