Chapter 252: Steal
Fredrick carefully poured hot water into a delicate porcelain teapot, the steam rising in elegant spirals. The penthouse was quiet, the soft hum of the city below providing a gentle backdrop to their meeting. He moved with practiced grace, every motion deliberate as he prepared the tea with a secret ingredient.
Margaret reclined on a chaise lounge, her elegant silk robe draped over her form, her eyes following Fredrick’s every move. There was a weary tension in her, a stark contrast to the luxurious surroundings.
Fredrick turned, carrying the tray with the teapot and two cups. He placed it on the glass table before her, offering a charming smile. "I’ve added a little something special to help you relax, my dear."
Margaret’s lips curved into a tired smile as she accepted the cup. "You always know just what I need, Fredrick."
He poured the tea, the liquid a rich amber, and handed her the first cup. She took a sip, closing her eyes as the warmth spread through her. "What is it?" she asked, opening her eyes again.
"Just a hint of valerian root," Fredrick replied smoothly. "It’s known for its calming effects. I thought you could use a bit of tranquility given everything that’s been happening."
Margaret sighed, setting the cup down momentarily. "Things have been... difficult, to say the least. James’s company is in turmoil. There’s talk of sabotage, financial mismanagement, and plummeting stock prices. He’s been impossible to live with."
Fredrick leaned in, his expression one of genuine concern. "I’m sorry to hear that, Margaret. You don’t deserve to be caught in the middle of this mess."
Margaret’s eyes flickered with frustration and sadness. "It’s more than just the company. James has become paranoid, convinced that someone is out to get him. He’s been taking it out on everyone around him, especially me. It’s like he’s a different person."