The trio quickly arrived at the hospital. Yuna was whisked away by a doctor for examination, while Frederick went to get the vitamin bottle tested. Marguerite found herself waiting helplessly on a bench outside the consultation room, her mind a blur from the recent commotion, feeling absolutely drained.
Deciding to clear her head, she got up in search of a bathroom to splash some water on her face. However, navigating the hospital felt like wandering through a labyrinth. She ended up opening a large metal door, only to find herself in an emergency exit corridor.
Just as Marguerite was about to turn back, she suddenly heard a man's voice from below. It sounded eerily like Maurice! Tiptoeing to the stair corner and peering down cautiously, she saw that the dimly lit passage barely allowed any sunlight in, leaving only a faint glow that highlighted her face.
After a moment, she could indeed confirm it was Maurice. But what was he doing here alone, talking to someone?
"You better keep it low-key for a while, don't just show up at my office whenever you feel like it," Maurice spoke in a chilling tone that sent shivers down her spine. He then moved forward, and a woman emerged from the shadows.
Despite the poor lighting making it hard to see clearly, Marguerite could still make out the woman's alluring silhouette, her long, wavy hair cascading down to her waist, standing tall like a runway model from a high-end fashion show.
"Oh? And how exactly did you manage to say that, boss? You're the one who brought me here today," the woman retorted, taking out a slim cigarette from her purse. With a flick of her lighter, the flame briefly illuminated her crimson lips and the bold blue eyeshadow on her lids. Marguerite watched as the woman took a drag and then boldly blew the smoke directly into Maurice's face.
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