Chapter 381

Yuna looked up, wanting to silence Marguerite, but the look Frederick cast her way left her feeling guilty and terrified.

Marguerite’s icy gaze swept over Yuna, seeing the fluctuating emotions on her face.

She looked guilty, did that mean Frederick not know about the planned marriage alliance?

Sure enough, Frederick clenched his jaw, his voice sharp as he questioned, “What alliance?”

Teresa, stuffing a piece of cake into her mouth, chimed in with a thick voice, “Don’t you know, Mr.

Frederick? They gave us a grand welcome at the front gate, they said it was to welcome your in-laws!

Aren’t you planning to arrange a betrothal for Manley?”

Jocelyn also looked surprised, “A betrothal? Teresa, are you mistaken? We only invited your family today for the birthday party, are you thinking of becoming my granddaughter-in-law?”

“Grand…daughter…in…law?” Teresa, her mouth full of food, repeated Jocelyn’s words.

Frederick too caught on, his eyes rolling with anger as he glared at Yuna, “Explain.”

Yuna looked mortified. When she had returned to the private dining room and saw Maurice, she had been stunned and hadn’t yet recovered.

Facing Frederick’s questioning now, she felt utterly hopeless. She knew Frederick would never agree to a betrothal.

Her original plan was to bring it up during dinner, in a joking manner. After all, they were all elite families, and a marriage alliance wasn’t a bad thing.

By then, she and Teresa’s family would play along, and Frederick wouldn’t have much to say.

This marriage alliance would be pushed forward in a half-hearted manner.

But how could she have imagined that this elite family was the Winston Group! And she could have never imagined that Maurice was thriving in Stonebridge City! Marguerite hadn’t lived a hard life either!

Yuna was livid!

Marguerite smiled quietly, delicately peeling a shrimp, then slowly putting it in her mouth.

Her gaze was cold, but her smile remained sweet, “I ran into Yuna in the restroom earlier, and she mentioned the marriage alliance. She said Mr. Frederick attached great importance to it, so we were welcomed with much fanfare. But since Mr. Frederick was kept in the dark like us… I guess, it was a surprise Yuna prepared for both parties.” Marguerite finished speaking and turned her gaze to Yuna.

The woman’s eyes were bloodshot, and she held her cutlery tightly, she had lost all the arrogance and triumph she had in the restroom.

Ah! She embarrassed herself badly!

Marguerite took a sip of tea, delicately cleaned the corner of her lips with a napkin, and intentionally continued in a condescending manner that Yuna detested, “Flowers, red carpet, orchestra, it really made us feel warmly welcomed. Yuna, you’ve gone to great lengths, and I’m pleasantly surprised and satisfied with your hospitality today.” Marguerite said, then picked up the red wine next to Maurice, swirled it elegantly, and leisurely proposed, “Yuna, why don’t we drink to thank you for your hospitality?”

Yuna was getting annoyed.

Marguerite opposite was adding insult to injury, and beside her was Frederick’s anger. No matter how she dealt with it, she was bound to make a fool of herself today.

Damn it! She still clenched her cutlery, glaring at Marguerite, wishing she could cut this woman into a thousand pieces!

She hadn’t moved, but Frederick had poured red wine into her glass, his tone stern, “Drink up. The guest is thanking you, don’t break the rules.”

Yuna’s eyes became resentful. Marguerite was deliberately provoking her! So hateful!

She never expected that the guest she had tried so hard to please was actually Marguerite!

Yuna gritted her back teeth in anger, but in front of Frederick, she couldn’t lash out.

At this moment, Frederick had already pushed the wine glass into her hand and asked her to stand up.

4 When they were about to clink glasses, Teresa, seeing this, thought her mother had really agreed to the marriage, and immediately burst into tears, “I don’t want to marry Hayes or Manley! Mommy, you can’t drink with her! I don’t agree to this marriage! Wahhh!”

The little one’s snotty tears amused Jocelyn.

She playfully teased Teresa, asking, “Teresa, why don’t you want to marry Hayes or Manley?” Without thinking, Teresa blurted out, “Because Manley and Hayes are my…my…” Half-brothers! How could siblings get married?

Teresa’s words trailed off when she saw the entire room’s attention on her, and she hesitated.

Should she reveal something so important right now?