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

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

too innocent, an innocence

that a woman with no scheming or blemishes could

let his guard down with

check, half an hour later,

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

narrowed slightly, “What

asked, “Mr. Winston,

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

a bit nervous,

time, I’ll have the

want to waste time, it’s just that…

up were too… passionate, he

that Frederick had spoken, he had to bite

price of Luxe Scents

voice got quieter and quieter, until it was almost inaudible at

have the guts like Marguerite to directly call his boss

called out Frederick’s name, his head would get closer to the file, until his

but laugh, although not loudly,

come, Frederick raised an eyebrow, his voice

nodded repeatedly, “Yes, she has been looking it up since she came to the

authority, but

has so much free time, let her come