Chapter 556

Frederick’s warning had done little to dampen her resolve. After all, he didn’t know about the little ‘extra’ she’d slipped into his drink! Manley was sure he saw “Marguerite” last night, and she can make it happen again.

She was determined to crush Marguerite, to grind her into the dirt under her heel!

Meanwhile, a sleek black Mercedes glided smoothly along the expansive avenue.

Marguerite shot a glance at Maurice sitting beside her, her irritation growing by the second.

The morning’s unpleasantness had already soured her mood, but to add insult to injury, Maurice had insisted on giving her a ride to work in front of Frederick.

Marguerite knew he was worried about her. But the more he tried to cage her, the more rebellious she became.

Suddenly, Maurice turned to lock eyes with her, his gaze mockingly playful. He taunted, “So, hearing about Frederick’s wedding plans with Yuna got you so riled up you’d stoop to harming their child?

Marguerite, since when did you become so venomous?”

Marguerite’s skin crawled at his accusation, her tone sharp with displeasure, “How many times do I have to tell you, I had absolutely nothing to do with that!”

Maurice raised an eyebrow, “Are you sure it wasn’t you?”

Marguerite sighed, a cold smile curling at the corners of her mouth, “I must be out of my mind to waste my breath explaining this to you. The truth doesn’t matter, as long as Frederick believes in me!”

Marguerite intended to fan the flames, and she succeeded.

Maurice remained expressionless, but Marguerite could feel the anger radiating off him.

She didn’t want to argue any longer, a second more with Maurice felt suffocating!

“Pull over.”

The driver hesitated, glancing at Maurice’s expression in the rear-view mirror.

Maurice’s tone brooked no argument, “Not yet.”

If she arrived at the office at the same time as Frederick and Maurice saw them together, her future would be hellish.

Besides, at this moment, she truly couldn’t stand another second with Maurice. It made her sick!

“Are you going to pull over or not?”

Maurice didn’t even look at her, instead instructing the driver, “Speed up.”

“Yes, Mr. Winston!”

The accelerating speed gave Marguerite a feeling of being propelled forward. She suddenly rolled down the window, letting the icy wind rush in:

“If you don’t stop, I’ll jump right out!”

“One threat, I’ll indulge, but two or three is pushing it. Go ahead and jump, Marguerite.”

Marguerite didn’t care to hear more of his drivel. She stood up, leaning half her body out the window.

Maurice seemed not to care this time, but the driver was terrified!

He knew Marguerite was crazy, but he didn’t expect her to be this crazy!

At this speed, if she really jumped and got hurt, he couldn’t possibly bear the responsibility!

In a panic, he slammed on the brakes, but didn’t dare unlock the doors.

Seeing this, Marguerite simply climbed out the window, Maurice’s voice trailing after her:

“Marguerite, do you know that Frederick is planning to have his wedding on the same day as ours?”