It took Marguerite a while to leave the study.
It was just a kiss, yet it had drained her completely.
After settling her grandmother in her room, Marguerite returned to her own bedroom only to find that her bed sheets and quilt cover had been replaced with new ones.
There were also several new outfits, all in her style, neatly folded on the couch.
It must've been Sadie's doing.
Exhausted, she collapsed onto the bed, then suddenly remembered she hadn't informed Miley about her return to the estate. She quickly texted her.
"Hey, goofball, I'm back at the mansion taking care of my grandma."
No sooner had she sent the message than Miley's immediate call came through, "You little sneak, Marguerite! You snuck off to the mansion without telling me! I was planning to take you out for a sumptuous meal tonight!"
Marguerite's voice was hoarse and her lips throbbed painfully from Frederick's intense kiss, "Frederick came by this morning, all so sudden, didn't have time to tell you."
Miley exclaimed in surprise, "No way! Mr. Winston came to pick you up himself? Has he forgiven you? Are you two back together?"
Thinking of his stern and terrifying face, Marguerite shivered, "You're overthinking it. It's just because of my grandmother. But I do need your help with something."
"Go ahead."
"I obviously can't go to Regal Haven Hotel now, but I have the hotel system's login information. Can you check to see if you can access the guest records?"
Miley got up from her bed, "Don't hang up! I'll get my laptop right now! Send me the login details on Facebook."
Marguerite sent Miley the details and held her phone anxiously, waiting for the results.
Sometimes life felt like a play.
Every time she was one step away from the truth, something would always block her path.
Miley chuckled, as she envisioned his look in her mind.
"I don't know if he's handsome, haven't met him yet. But his voice is rather charming, so he can't be all that bad."
Marguerite was defeated by Miley's reasoning.
But, this was a meeting they should attend, both personally and professionally. After all, he did help her out significantly. It was only right to thank him in person.
"Don't worry, I'll come with you."
Miley cheered at Marguerite's agreement, "But... I have a small favor to ask."
"Go ahead."
Miley lowered her voice, hesitantly asking, "That is... can you... not wear your mask when we meet him?"
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