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

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

an innocence

woman with no

let his guard down with

check, half an hour

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

narrowed slightly, “What

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

the sofa, an impatient look on his face as he

obviously a bit nervous,

waste any more time, I’ll have

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

looked up were too… passionate,

he had to bite the bullet and read it

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

and quieter, until it was

didn’t have the guts like Marguerite to directly call his boss by his

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

loudly, it was the result of his

an eyebrow, his voice flat, “She spent all

she has been looking

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

she has so much free time,