Chapter 226

What happened Marguerite’s reaction was even more frantic than Hannati’s.

The PR team just came by and Mr. Winston took off with his car keys. We’ve been waiting and there’s no sign of him. His celf’s off, Chuck even went to Sapphire Valley Estates to look for him, but no luck”

Marguente’s brain was spinning as she tried to think of where Frederick might be, “What about the Seaside Manor? Did anyone check there?”

“We did! He’s not there either! What should we do, Ms. Lockwood? Without Mr. Winston, the PR tearn is hesitant to act. The Internet is raging. everyone is demanding an explanation. The golden time of PR crisis management is 24 hours, if we miss this window, no matter what we say, Ti be useless!’

When it rains, it pours.

Frederick a man known for his decisiveness and ability to face challenges head on, had disappeared. It was clear that this crisis had hit him hard *Don’t panic, consult with the PR firm on an executable plan, I’ll go find him. We need to act on both fronts, we can’t afford to waste any time.” Hannah hung up in a hurry, leaving Marguerite at a loss of what to do next.

She was barely able to handle the Polar Radiance perfume project on her own, let alone manage a company-wide crisis. All she could do was try to stabilize the employees’ morale, but she was helpless when it came to anything else.

The only thing she could do was to find Frederick But where could he be?

Marguerite suddenly realized that despite her love for him, she hardly knew him. She had been living with him for two months and yet, she had no idea where he might be.

What about a month from now?

After their divorce, if he didn’t want to see her, she would never be able to find him.

Oddly enough, the more Marguerite thought about it, the more fearful she became.

She didn’t know when she started to fear losing Frederick so much.

Marguerite shook her head in frustration, scolding herself for wallowing in sentimentality at such a critical time.

The company!

The company matters the most right now!

In her panic, Marguerite suddenly thought of Jocelyn.

She didn’t understand him, but surely his mother would, right?

Marguerite quickly dialed Jocelyn’s number, “Jocelyn, I’m sorry to bother you at this time. Frederick’s missing, everyone at the company is looking for him. Do you know where he might be?”

Jocelyn’s voice was hoarse, ‘He’s here with me. You should come over.”

Hearing this, Marguerite didn’t have time to ponder whether Frederick was at Jocelyn’s apartment or the Winston Mansion. She hung up burnedly. started the engine, and rushed toward the apartment.

Given the current situation, the Winston Mansion was a battlefield, there was no way Frederick would go back there Marguerite sped all the way and soon arrived at Jocelyn’s apartment Jocelyn opened the door and Marguerite walked in without any greeting. She looked around but didn’t see Fredenck “Jocelyn, where is he?”

Jocelyn sighed and glanced at a tightly shut door, “in there. He came back and hasn’t said a word, hasn’t eaten anything either it’s driving me Only then did Marguerite notice the table full of delicious food, still steaming hot She took a plate and picked a few dishes, and then walked toward Frederick’s room. “I’ll go check on him After saying this, Marguerite pushed the door open. The sun was setting, the dim light of the twilight was not enough to dominate the ualit nxen Freden was shing on the edge of the bed, back to Marguente, smoking a cigarette. His silhouette was debant, yet szemed wiedza KYA Marguerite walked quietly to his side, mudged this a gently, and comforted softly. “No matter what happens, you stil have to eat rig mother is worried usk’

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