Chapter 104

Aaron nodded, his long bangs shifting with the movement. "Okay."

The learning environment at Westside High was terrible. Marguerite wanted to transfer him, but she decided to let him rest for the night and bring it up later. After giving him a few more instructions, she left the hospital.

It was already ten o'clock by the time Nancy dropped Marguerite off at the villa.

In the car, Marguerite took out her phone. "Let me add you on WhatsApp." "Okay!" Nancy said, delighted.

After adding her, Marguerite transferred five thousand dollars. "This is for all your hard work these past two days. A little bonus for you."

Nancy's eyes nearly popped out of her head. "No, no, you don't have to! It's my job. I'm Mr. Scott's secretary," she said, even as her hand refused to tap the "return" button. Her hand, it seemed, had a mind of its own. Not that she could blame it. Five thousand dollars was almost half a month's salary.

Marguerite was typing a message to George. [I'm back. Can you open the gate?]

She looked up at Nancy. "I couldn't have found Aaron so quickly without you leading the way. You deserve this." The girl's expression was sincere, her beautiful eyes sparkling.

Nancy felt herself melting. "In that case, I'll accept it. Thank you, Marguerite!"

The villa's gate swung open from the inside, revealing a tall, handsome man. He was dressed in another white suit, the silver frames of his glasses catching the light from the entrance.

Nancy's eyes widened again. "Is that... am I seeing things? Is that Mr. Spencer?"

Theobald wouldn't have shared the details of Marguerite's situation with a regular secretary, so it was natural that Nancy didn't know she was staying at George's house.

"Yes," Marguerite confirmed.

Nancy held her breath. It was the first time she'd seen George in person; before, it had only been on financial news programs. He was far more handsome in real life refined, gentle, almost saintly. A true lce Prince." His gaze, however, was fixed solely on Marguerite, not even glancing at the car.

After getting out, Marguerite waved to Nancy. "Drive safe. Text me when you get home."

Nancy drove away slowly, her eyes

still on George. Ever since Marguerite hadsappeared his eyes had left her for a second. Are they together? she wondered. Oh my God, I ship this too! '

"Still working this late?" Marguerite asked George as she walked inside.

George adjusted his glasses with one finger. "Yes. I was in a conference call with my overseas colleagues."

Marguerite glanced up at him and smiled. "No wonder you're so successful." The beautiful girl's lips curved.

George's heart sank slightly. She

was upset. It had to be because of Aaron. He had known for a long time that her brother was missing and had even sent people to look for him. She had always put her family first, even in death, she would have wanted them to be well Buthe hadn't found him either. When the police from the slums called him this morning, he'd gotten a brief rundown of the situation. Her

brother was injured, and the woman with him seemed mentally unstable and was also hurt.

Joshua had been with her all day. He hadn't had the right to be there. But tonight, he had to do something.

The girl's shadow stretched long under the dim garden lights. She walked with her head held high, as always, but if you looked closely, you could see it was slightly bowed.

"Marguerite."

Just as she was about to enter the living room, George called out to her.

She turned, forcing a smile. "What's wrong?"

"A friend gave me a bottle of red wine today. Would you like a glass?” he asked.