Chapter 600

Marguerite’s brain short-circuited, and her whole body stiffened in shock.

Uh… How on earth did this man know about the incident at the factory?

She blinked rapidly, shaking her head in denial, “I… When did I ever say that?”

She hadn’t spilled the beans, not at all! It was Miley who had let it slip out unintentionally!

But what was truly baffling was that he wasn’t even there that day. How could he possibly know about it?

Marguerite’s mind raced with wild thoughts, only to be interrupted by Frederick’s light, mocking laughter.

“I heard you called me arrogant, tyrannical, obsessed, and insufferable? Marguerite, you’ve got quite the vocabulary. How come I’ve never noticed?”

Marguerite’s mouth hung open, a chill running down her spine.

Hold on! Weren’t these the very words she had used to vent about Frederick with the factory’s manager, Zack, behind his back? How could this man have repeated them verbatim?

Had he bugged her? No way! Impossible!

Did Miley spill it? That didn’t seem right either. The most likely culprit had to be Zack!

After all, Frederick had been in touch with Zack before she and Miley had visited the factory.

And surely, after their departure, Zack would have reported back to him, right? That sneaky rat!

Zack had acted all sweet and generous, trying to cover his tracks, and now he had

backstabbed her?

Miley was right all along! Zack was a double-dealer!

Marguerite swallowed hard, deciding that if Frederick was going to keep using this to get under her skin, she wouldn’t let him have the satisfaction.

She thought quickly and said with a hint of mischief, “Actually, those weren’t all my words. Others had their say too.”

Frederick’s eyebrows twitched, clearly hooked, “Others? Who? What did they say?”

“Just others.” Marguerite grinned teasingly, leaving him hanging with anticipation.

Her eyes danced with a probing intent as she casually dropped another bait, “Speaking of which… some were wondering if Mr. Winston has a beloved ex-wife. Is there any truth to

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that, Mr. Winston?”

Frederick’s posture stiffened, a twinge of vulnerability showing through.

Then, to his surprise, he noticed Marguerite lifting his hand to her eye level.copy right hot novel pub