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?”

his gaze deep as the ocean, “Not

some useful information, strictly speaking, he

an innocence

with no

let his

went to check, half an hour

do anything in the morning.

eyes narrowed

his dry lips, tentatively asked, “Mr. Winston, do you need me to read it out?”

man leaned back in the sofa, an impatient look

was obviously a bit nervous, “Are… you

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

time, it’s just

were too… passionate,

that Frederick had spoken, he had to bite the bullet and

[The acquisition price of Luxe Scents

quieter, until it was almost

the guts like Marguerite to directly call his boss

closer to the file, until

not loudly, it was

Frederick raised an eyebrow, his voice flat,

looking it up since she came

of authority, but his eyes carried

the subject, “Since she has so much free time, let