Chapter 1745 Barbara Arrives

Both of them were breathing heavily after the kiss. Margot had grabbed his shirt during the kiss, leaving a few creases, and her lips were bruised and puffier than before. She looked at him in confusion. Margot asked, "Why did you suddenly kiss me?" Benjamin fell silent. His charming eyes seemed to be hiding waves of emotions underneath them. He wanted more. It wasn't enough. Margot was left feeling a little hot under his gaze, and she let go of his shirt to pick up her milk. "I'll get you some fruit juice," Benjamin said as he took the milk glass away from her before standing up and leaving briskly. Margot blinked in confusion. Why did he want to replace the milk with fruit juice? As the night grew, the estate became quieter. Occasional bird songs echoed before fading away. Margot was deeply engrossed in a video game when she heard a knocking on her door. "Come in," she replied without lifting her head. A maid opened the door. "Ms. Zimmerman, Ms. Winters is looking for you." "Who?" Margot hadn't realized who the maid was referring to because she was so engrossed in her game. The maid repeated, "Ms. Barbara Winters." After Margot was killed by the enemy, she finally looked up in surprise. "She's downstairs?" "Yes." The maid nodded. Margot glanced at her phone and saw that the game was nearing its end, so she didn't pause it. Instead, she went downstairs after putting on a thin shirt. In the living room, Barbara's fragile figure sat on the couch. Her face was as pale as paper, and her eyes were red and teary like a rabbit's. "What brings you here this late at night, Ms. Winters?" Margot briefly glanced at her before asking softly. Barbara looked up and immediately started crying. It wasn't one of those full-out bawling. Instead, she whimpered and shook, crying softly to herself as if she had been wronged. Margot was surprised but still approached her, offering a tissue. "Don't cry first. Tell me what happened." Barbara took the tissue and covered her face, her shoulders trembling. After a while, she managed to regain her composure. "Ms. Zimmerman, I'm sorry ... I know I shouldn't have come to you, but I don't know anyone else here. And I ... I can't take it anymore!" Barbara sobbed and looked at Margot with tearful eyes. Margot gave her a confused look. "So, what happened?" Barbara suddenly bit her lip in embarrassment, reluctant to speak. Margot sighed helplessly. "Ms. Winters, if you don't explain what's going on, crying like this won't help." Barbara looked at her, and it seemed like she had made up her mind. She clutched the tissue tightly. "Lance is an asshole!" Margot was taken aback. "Did he mistreat you?" Barbara immediately closed her eyes. "He did more than just mistreat me. He asked me to seduce Mr. Stark!" Margot's jaw fell in disbelief. "You must be kidding me. Aren't you his fiancée?" Barbara immediately chuckled self-deprecatingly. "His fiancée? I grovel in front of him, always being careful and considerate, fearing that I might upset him. I've always guarded by his side, but he asked me to seduce other men! I can't do it anymore!" As if a floodgate had opened, Barbara poured out her grievances and sadness all at once.