NovelBookChapter 698
Margaret hadn't even opened her mouth when Frederick's arm cto her defense.
He locked eyes with Daphne without the slightest hint of evasion, but his words were aimed at Maurice.
"Pretty slick with the double standards, aren't you? | take Margaret out for slegit business, and that's a
problem, but you parading around with other women is fine?"
Maurice sneered in response, "Cut the crap."
Cut the crap?
Hearing Maurice talk like that, a cold smirk tugged at Margaret's lips.
Whether Maurice had really gone through with that vasectomy was another matter, considering Margaret hadn't
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtseen the supposed medical report Daphne mentioned. But his dalliance with Daphne was an open secret, so how
could he have the gall to accuse others of talking nonsense? It was as if he thought his web of lies had everyone
fooled, not realizing Margaret was well aware of his dirty little secret. And there he was, putting on an act in front
of her as if everything was just fine. Disgusting!
"Whether I'm talking nonsense, you know best. Let's head inside, shall we? You seem in a hurry to deal with your
'business.""
Frederick raised an eyebrow, his tone dripping with irony. With a casual sweep of his arm, he nonchalantly
draped it over Margaret's shoulders, blatantly disregarding Maurice in full view of everyone as they headed
towards the villa's entrance.
Maurice was known for his pride, so Frederick's blatant disregard was sure to infuriate him. But to a man like
Maurice, his anger would hardly compare to the importance of securing a deal with Stella. After all, if it were any
other day, Maurice would have chased after them. But today, he didn't.
Yet, Stella's reaction when the topic of wafer technology cup was quite telling. Margaret worried that Stella,
with her loose lips, might actually end up partnering with Maurice.
Feeling anxious, Margaret asked, "You're just going to let him walk in on the wafer tech deal?"
Frederick's smile held a hint of mystery, "Who ends up with it is still up in the air." "Why is Maurice so eager to
find partners then?"
"He wants to scareoff."
Frederick saw right through it, but Margaret was still piecing things together, "What do you mean?"
By then, they had left the villa, waiting by the driveway for Violet to bring the car around. Frederick's hand fell
from Margaret's shoulder.
"He's looking for partners partly to show the hackers he's serious; and at this point, if | want to outbid him, it
might costa lot more than just money. We're talking status and influence."
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Margaret blinked, "How much more?"
Frederick chuckled, "More than you can imagine. It's not just about money, but power and influence too."
"Would you go for it?"
Turning the question back on her, Frederick asked, "What about you? Would you?"
"Absolutely! I'd go all in! | can't stand his arrogant demeanor, acting like he's already won! | despise him, and if |
could get my hands on that wafer technology, I'd love nothing more than to wipe that smug look off his face.
That would be the ultimate satisfaction!"
Margaret's firm and fiery response, laced with a childlike fervor, couldn't help but draw laughter from Frederick.
He reached out, gently ruffling her hair as if she were a beloved pet, his touch tender.
"In business, you can't let emotions dictate your moves."
Margaret ducked slightly, stepping up onto the curb so she could meet his gaze eye to eye. Her earnest eyes
shone like stars in the night sky, sparkling with intensity as she pressed on:
"So, what about you? Are you going to slap him in the face or what?"
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