Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 27

A look of surprise clearly flashed oss Frederick’s handsome face, a slight astonishment flickered in his deep–set eyes.

He smiled, subconsciously stroked Marguerite’s soft cheek, “You’re not Yuna, then who are you?”

“I am…”

“Alright.” Frederick cut off Marguerite’s sentence before she could finish it, “Yuna, I’ve already promised to marry you, I won’t break my word,”

“Therefore, you don’t need to attract my attention by pulling such boring pranks.”

Marguerite was left speechless, thinking, “I didn’t mean it that way! This guy’s Imagination is really something else!”

He didn’t give her a chance to explain further, as company matters were waiting for him. Frederick quickly drove away. Marguerite sighed, returned to her room, put on her face mask, changed clothes, and then headed to the office.

In the afternoon, at LuxeScents International.

The sun shone brightly in the luxurious CEO’s office. Frederick’s voice was lazy, deep and pleasant like a cello, “Investigate Yuna’s grandmother’s whereabouts as soon as possible.”

Chuck’s hair was neatly styled by hair gel, he bowed his back slightly and replied respectfully, “Yes, Mr. Winston.”

“Also,” Frederick suddenly thought of Marguerite. His previously flat gaze became sharper, “Have someone secretly monitor Marguerite’s computer. If there are any suspicious emails, let me know immediately.”

Chuck was initially taken aback, but quickly understood his boss’s intentions, “Mr. Winston, do you suspect that Marguerite is a spy sent by a competitor?”

as the ocean, “Not just

twice, and although he had obtained some useful information, strictly speaking, he hadn’t seen

was too innocent, an innocence that felt

couldn’t believe that a woman with no scheming or blemishes could be his

he couldn’t let his guard

went to check, half an hour later, he came back with a

computer. She didn’t do anything in the morning. She just… looked up some

narrowed

licked his dry lips, tentatively asked, “Mr. Winston, do you need me to read

leaned back in the sofa, an impatient look on his face as he

was obviously a bit nervous, “Are… you sure?”

any more time, I’ll have the accountant

over, he didn’t want to waste time, it’s just that… he couldn’t bring himself to

Marguerite looked up were too… passionate, he couldn’t

had

Winston, Marguerite searched for the following information: [Frederick’s net worth], [The acquisition price of

quieter and quieter, until it

guts like Marguerite to directly call his boss by his

would get closer to the file, until his

not loudly, it was

voice flat, “She spent all

has been looking it

work!” Frederick’s voice was full of authority, but

so much free time, let her