Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 32

Marguerite felt super awkward to walk with Frederick, so she dawdled at her desk for a bit before she finally headed to the CEO’s office

By then, Frederick was at his desk, with a tablet in one hand, his fingers sliding across the screen.

Robert was lounging on the sofa, his eyes viewing around, which freaked Marguerite out.

Frederick seemed so engrossed in his tablet that Marguerite didn’t dare to interrupt him. She just stood silently by his side, like a kid who had done something wrong.

The tense silence was making Robert really antsy.

He could understand Frederick’s stubbornness, but how could Marguerite be so thick? Did his reminder yesterday go in one ear and out the other?

Robert couldn’t help but say in a laid–back tone, “Marguerite, Mr. Winston solved your issue, don’t you think you should thank him?”

Marguerite’s eyes lit up. Although she didn’t understand why Frederick helped her, she knew she should say thanks regardless.

She blushed and said sincerely, “Thanks, Mr. Winston.”

“Don’t get me wrong. I didn’t do it for you.” Frederick’s cold voice came out of the blue, right after Marguerite finished her sentence.

while Robert found

the bullying culture in this company. If everyone wastes their time picking on interns, who’s

bullying stuff happens every year. Why didn’t you stand up for these poor interns

on his tablet, the fire in his eyes seemed to want to swallow Robert, “Why are you so chatty

Robert just grinned.

knew his friend was way too proud and

him to speak his mind

felt really out of place in the

it’s because he shouldn’t stick

joined the company, he had become the third

hands, stood up and headed for the door, “Alright, I’m outta

it was just Frederick and Marguerite

really didn’t understand why Frederick called her over, only

between a boss and his subordinate, let alone their complex

in a low voice, “Mr. Winston, if you

demeanor, slowly lifting his eyelids, holding his tablet with one hand. Then he pushed it towards Marguerite, “I’m giving

Marguerite, “What?”

Give her jewelry?

he still that Frederick? Why would he give her something