Frederick stayed mum, but his gaze stayed sharp.
The truth was staring him in the face, so he hurriedly pulled out the documents from the file.
Inside were a lease agreement and two personal information sheets.
One was for an old woman named Laverne.
Before he could look at the other one, he saw a photo in the top left corner of the form.
The person in the photo had bright eyes, a high nose, and a cute little mouth. She looked exactly like Yuna.
Yuna, was really the little girl who saved him in his moment of crisis 15 years ago!
His pupils were shaking, his gaze moved down, and he realized his thumb was covering her name.
He moved his finger slowly, but he didn’t see the name clearly when someone pushed open the study door in a hurry.
"Mr. Winston, something's up! The Madame and Ms. Yuna are having a row in the room."
Frederick looked up, "The Madame?"
"Uh... Marguerite."
That damn Marguerite, daring to mess with the woman he cared most about!
Frederick put down the documents, stood up and walked towards the door. His assistant asked nervously, "Mr. Winston, what about these documents?"
Frederick's eyes were stormy, he replied curtly, "Destroy them."
Just seeing the photo, he was already certain that Yuna was the little girl from 15 years ago. If she found out he was investigating her, she would be heartbroken.
After Frederick left, his assistant, following his instructions, threw the documents into the shredder.
The gears turned, the machine hummed, the documents, along with all the secrets, were shredded.
But what Frederick didn't know was, the name on the documents was actually Marguerite Lockwood.
...
Meanwhile, Marguerite and Yuna were arguing in the room.
"Marguerite you shameless hussy, why are you in Frederick's house? He's my man! My man!" Yuna was shaking Marguerite wildly.
Marguerite was so dizzy from the shaking that she felt like throwing up her breakfast.
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