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?”

opened his eyes, his gaze deep as the ocean, “Not just competitors, her identity is suspicious, we

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

too innocent, an innocence that felt

no scheming or

his guard

hour later, he

Winston, I just searched Marguerite’s computer. She didn’t do anything in the morning. She just… looked up some

narrowed slightly,

lips, tentatively asked, “Mr. Winston, do

impatient look

was obviously a bit nervous,

more time, I’ll have the accountant to

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

were too… passionate, he couldn’t read them

now that Frederick had spoken, he had to bite the

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

quieter and quieter, until it was almost

Marguerite to directly call his boss by his first

the file, until his face was completely buried in the file, daring not to

not loudly, it was

eyebrow, his voice flat, “She spent all morning looking

nodded repeatedly, “Yes, she has been looking it

Frederick’s voice was full of authority, but his eyes carried a

he changed the subject, “Since she has so much free time, let her come