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?”

ocean, “Not just competitors, her

twice, and although he had obtained some useful information, strictly speaking,

an

that a woman with no scheming

let his guard down with

hour later, he

Marguerite’s computer. She didn’t do anything in the morning. She just… looked

eyes narrowed slightly, “What

“Mr. Winston, do you need me to read

an impatient look on his face as he

bit nervous, “Are… you sure?”

if you waste any more time, I’ll have the

he didn’t want to waste time, it’s just that… he

up were too… passionate, he couldn’t read

Frederick had spoken, he had to bite

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

and quieter, until it was almost

like Marguerite to directly call his boss by his

get closer to the file, until his face was completely buried in the

laugh, although not loudly, it was the result

voice flat,

repeatedly, “Yes, she has been looking it up

focusing on work!” Frederick’s voice was full of authority, but his eyes carried a hint of complex

has so much free time, let her come